Climb on My Stepfather (Ashley and Alex)

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.

way. He's my boyfriend's dad after

Well, my ex-boyfriend now.

from his body caresses my skin and I can feel my nipples peaking into hardened pebbles beneath

should've worn a

I say, trying to sound casual and calm, but the slight

started dating. But every time I have, there's been a weird fluttering sensation in my lower abdomen

I'm almost too ashamed to admit it, my

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 hint

lowering my head to avoid

something is bothering you." He takes another step, moving so close to me that the intoxicating scent of his spicy cologne

to tears once more. I swallow hard and try to maintain my composure when I open my mouth, "It's

out of it. Each one is dressed in business attire and appears to be

everything okay,

men with dark hair and a massive build

my curves and his lips curl into

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

Mr. Brandt responds with a wave of his hand, barely taking his sparkling, chestnut eyes off me.

say their goodnights and begin to stroll to a nearby

a few of my coworkers at the