Mark blinked, a little surprised. “Oh, hey man. We’re just going to grab coffee. I’m Mark.”

Jeremiah didn’t even look at Mark’s outstretched hand. He kept his eyes on me. “Coffee, huh? With this guy? You sure that’s a good idea on your second day, sis? You don’t even know him.”

My cheeks burned with embarrassment and anger. “Jeremiah, stop. This is none of your business. Mark is in my class. We’re just getting coffee.”

Jeremiah stepped a little closer, his tall frame making Mark look smaller. “None of my business? I’m your stepbrother. I’m supposed to look out for you, right? Dad would want me to make sure you’re...