Marrying a much older man, you knew your husband would have kids. But you didn't expect the kids to be around your age, and so serious-looking.

Jay, the blonde, was the 'gentleman', and the oldest. He was slightly shorter than his younger brother, Dae, the brunette. Dae was much colder than Jay, and barely spoke.

As you made dinner, your husband was late again, and both your step sons were getting frustrated that their father was late again.

"He's usually early. What the hell is going on?"

Jay spoke up, pissed.