Chapter 23

Chapter 2

I shake my head lightly, trying my hardest to escape the thoughts. There's a group

of guys around my age hanging near the entrance, smoking and loudly bantering. One of them tries to grab my attention, but I ignore him and keep going.

My black stilettos clack against the pavement, in sync with my shaky breath while

I make my way down the street. Not sure where I'm going, just as long as it's away from the club.

Just as I'm striding past a crowded restaurant, a familiar voice comes behind me.

"Abby?"

I tense up and slowly turn around, instantly recognizing the smooth, deep tone of Luke Brandt...Jason's father. He takes a few steps toward me and almost immediately, my body begins to relax a little bit.

My heartbeat accelerates while my eyes take in the view of his tall frame, and I can sense a heat rising to my cheeks. As well as a second rush of warmth between my thighs.

Though Jason is attractive, his dad is even sexier and charming. A perfect silver fox. But I know that it's wrong to look at Mr.

that way. He's my boyfriend's dad after

Well, my ex-boyfriend now.

me, and the heat radiating from his body caresses my skin and I can feel my nipples peaking into hardened

worn a

I say, trying to sound casual and calm, but the slight quiver in my voice

a handful of times since we started dating. But every time I have, there's been a weird fluttering sensation in my lower abdomen and my body floods with a tingling

ashamed to admit it, my panties

face fades and is replaced by an expression of sincere concern as he notices the redness around my eyes and my tear-stained flesh. "What's wrong?" he asks with a

fine," I mumble, lowering my head to

raises an eyebrow. "Really? I can tell something is bothering you." He takes another step, moving so close to me that the intoxicating scent of his spicy cologne floods my nostrils. "But if

I swallow hard and try to maintain my composure when I open my

three older gentlemen walk out of

okay, Luke?"

men with dark hair and a massive build asks.

his lips curl into a devious grin. "We're going

look me over and I can sense my cheeks reddening from their attention. Though

responds with a wave of his hand, barely taking his sparkling, chestnut

begin to stroll

a few of my coworkers

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