Falling For My Ex's Dad by Oma Green

Chapter 3

Clairessa’s POV

Chapter 3: Making Him Mine

I saw Gabriel heading toward a dimly lit hallway, one that I guessed led to the restrooms. My heart thudded as I realized this might be my only chance. Without overthinking, I followed him.

The hallway was quiet, the music from the main room faint in the background.

Halfway down, Gabriel must have sensed me behind him because he suddenly stopped and turned around. I froze as his intense gaze locked onto mine.

Before I could take another step, he moved swiftly, closing the distance between us and pinned me against the wall. His muscular body pressed hard against mine, his hands trapping my wrists above my head. My breathing quickened, trapped between him and the cold wall, his face just inches from mine.

“You again,” he said, his voice low and laced with amusement. His eyes locked onto mine, searching. “What are you doing here? Following me?”

For a moment, I couldn’t sp

The way his eyes held me made my head spin, and it wasn’t just from the drinks I’d had earlier. Instead of answering I leaned closer, brushing my lips against his as I whispered. “I came

for you.”

A sly smirk spread across his face as his eyes travelled over me, slow and knowing. I felt exposed, but I didn’t care. His look sent a shiver through me, making my body tremble under his hold.

“What’s your name?” he asked, his voice calm, but there was a certain force in it.

“Clairessa,” I replied, my voice a little shaky.

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Chapter 3: Making Him Mine

“How old are you?” he asked next, his eyes still on mine.

realized my mistake. “Oh no… twenty–three.” The alcohol made my thoughts foggy, and I could tell he

looked at me like he was seeing right through me. “You’ve been drinking,” he said plainly. “I don’t mess with little girls who can’t

back, summoning whatever courage I had left. “I’m thinking

that?” His eyes narrowed

I answered

felt electric. Then he leaned closer, his face inched closer to mine, his breath warm and tantalizing. “You don’t know what you’re asking for,” he said, his tone low,

chin up. “I know what

want him.”

lips twitched into a

bold, I’ll give you that. But

the kind of man you chase after. I’m too old and

breathless now. His hard body pressed so closely against mine was driving me mad

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wrist. “I’m giving you a chance to walk away, or I won’t

second doubt crossed my

about him screamed danger. But the ache in my chest and

said softly, despite the rush of emotions

my wrists, but instead of moving back, his fingers grazed along the neckline of my dress. The light touch sent a jolt of electricity through me,

his lips brushing against the curve of my jaw. “Run while

but with the overwhelming desire coursing, through me. I knew he was giving me another chance to run,

with a need no one had ever aroused in me. This was beyond the alcohol–it was all him. I stared at him,

hovered over mine, his breath mingling with my

I start, there’s no

his tongue slowly swept across his bottom lip. “How could I possibly want you to stop when my body is aching for your touch.” The words slipped before I could

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