Falling For My Ex's Dad by Oma Green

Chapter 122: Invitation To Meet His Son

was saying. Hold on… Give me a few minutes. Then, he turned his full attention to me. “Claire,” he murmured, lowering his phone. I barely had time to react before he closed the distance between us. His large hand cupped the back of my head, his touch firm yet gentle as he pressed a lingering kiss onto my forehead. The unexpected tenderness made my heart melt completely into his warmth, aching for more. I waited for him to pull back and demand answers. But he didn’t. His fingers traced down my arm, the rough drag of his skin against mine sending a shiver down my spine. His voice dropped, low and commanding. My lips parted, shocked. That was it? But I couldn’t say a word as he flashed me his perfect teeth before returning to his call and continuing to speak. –I stepped into the bedroom, letting out the breath I hadn’t realized I was holding back. Gabriel was right. I needed a cold shower to wash away the stress of the day. I reached behind me to unzip my gown. It slipped off my shoulders, pooling at my feet. Stepping out of it, I made my way to the bathroom, stripping off my underwear along the way. The warm spray of the shower hit my skin, and I closed my eyes, letting the water wash away the tension of the day. I tried to clear my thoughts, but my mind kept circling back to Gabriel’s reaction. I had expected anger. A fight, maybe even a lecture- demanding to know why I had ignored his calls, pressing for details about my whereabouts. But none of that happened. No frustration. No

your whereabouts. So I don’t get worried. Is that okay? At least answer my calls or a simple text would do.” I could see the genuine concern in his eyes. He wasn’t just saying it to be possessive. He meant it. “I’m sorry, Gabriel,” I whispered. “I’ll do better next time.” His thumb brushed over my bottom lip. “That’s all right.” He pulled back, loosening his tie and unbuttoning the top of his shirt. My gaze fell to the exposed skin, his toned muscles flexing slightly. I was so lost in the sight of him that I almost didn’t hear him speaking. “I wanted you to meet someone important today.” His voice pulled me out of my fantasizing haze. I blinked, forcing myself to focus. “I’m sorry, what?” He held my gaze, his expression turning serious. “I was