Falling For My Ex's Dad by Oma Green

Clairessa’s POV

Chapter 107: Just Getting Started

Gabriel chuckled softly, stepping forward with that confident stride of his.

“You must be Jess.” He extended his hand.

Jess straightened, smoothing her hair as if she hadn’t just been caught gawking. She took his outstretched hand, gripping it a little too eagerly.

“And you must be the famous Gabriel Storm.” Her eyes practically sparkled.

“In the flesh.” His grin was effortless.

Then, turning back to me, Gabriel’s hand brushed against my cheek, lingering longer than necessary. His lips pressed lightly against my forehead, warm and possessive.

“I’ll call you,” he murmured against my skin, his breath sending shivers down my spine.

Then he stepped back. “I’ll let you two catch up. It was nice meeting you, Jess.”

“The pleasure is all mine!” Jess exclaimed, leaning against the doorway, watching him leave with a look of admiration that quickly turned to mischief the moment the door clicked shut.

“Claire…” She let out a dramatic sigh. “That man is the definition of hot. Handsome. Rich. Tall. It’s giving

‘Zaddy‘ energy, and I’m here for it.”

“Jess!” I cut her off, shaking my head at her theatrics as I dropped onto the sofa.

She plopped down beside me, folding her legs under her. “No, seriously! I can see why you lost your V–card

to him.”

“Jess!” I gasped, more outraged by her boldness than surprised. “How was your trip?” I asked quickly, desperate to change the subject.

She waved a dismissive hand. “Forget about my trip. Let’s talk about yours.” She grabbed my hand and pulled me closer.

was it? Was he gentle?

feeling shy

my God, it was

my fingers. “I am not talking about this.”

she pressed. “Did he

“A little bit of both…” I admitted reluctantly. Gabriel was patient and… intense when he needed to be. Let’s just say it

knew it! Damn,

cheeks burned. “Can we talk about something

my first time had been half

a waste.”

I groaned, shaking my head. “You’ve told me that story a thousand times.”

only interested in

replied, feeling slightly guilty. “Besides, he is… completely different from Adrian in so many ways.”

for you. I always thought you were

bad. He had his moments, but I couldn’t say that to Jess. Otherwise, she would wonder why I was still defending him. Even I wondered

eyes narrowing with curiosity. “Now, if Gabriel isn’t like his son,

Hard yet tender. Complicated. He’s a whole lot,” I responded, feeling a

my type already. Tell

“Fine,” I relented.

Gabriel–our first night together, his outbursts–but

need to be careful

my arms. “I can handle myself. Besides, weren’t you just hyping me up moments ago? What’s changed?”

your eyes when you talk about him. This

in my heart it was a lie. “It’s just… complicated.”

you’ve told me, Gabriel is the kind of man you

asked, as though I didn’t

his ex–wife–Adrian’s mom–that you just told me about. And

my head.

I’m only looking out

“I know. But like I said before, I can take care

look. “You can lie to everyone else, but not yourself. Claire, you’re a hearts–and–flowers

Good girl Clairessa is gone.

eyes searching mine. “I don’t want to see you get hurt again–or worse,

“I won’t get caught up. Adrian is my past.