Falling For My Ex's Dad by Oma Green

Chapter 178

Chapter 178: My Secret And My Mistake

Clairessa POV

The day had finally gone by faster than I expected.

Adrian had settled into his downstairs room-claiming it was more convenient, already filled with his things-while I was placed upstairs.

It felt like life was playing another sick, twisted game on me, because he'd placed me in the room closest to Gabriel's.

He even joked about it—said maybe his dad would finally warm up to me, get to know me... even like me.

What he didn't know was that I already knew Gabriel. Intimately.

He was my secret. My mistake. My obsession.

The man I had once given everything to—and the one I still wasn't over.

And I knew this house-every hallway, every door, every room.

So when I left my room and wandered to Gabriel's door, I told myself it was just to say thank you for letting me stay until I figured things out, for not turning me away.

But a voice in my head warned me to go back. That nothing good would come from this.

Still, I didn't stop.

His door was ajar. I didn't knock-maybe out of habit, maybe out of instinct. I slipped through the narrow opening and—

Froze.

Gabriel stood in the middle of the room, his shirt already off one shoulder.

As if he sensed my presence, he turned, catching me in the doorway. Bare-chested. Eyes locked on mine.

His body was cut and sculpted, his abs defined in clean ridges. The slope of his shoulders, the dip of his hips leading down to that deep, infuriatingly tempting V that disappeared beneath low-hanging slacks.

My eyes betrayed me, tracing every line of him like a path I'd memorized too well. Too long.

He didn't move.

Neither did I.

I drank him in before I could stop myself, drawn in like a magnet to everything.

Every inch of him reminded me of what I'd lost.

What I wasn't supposed to want anymore.

he said my

too

eyes had fallen back down again-God,

between his thighs, and suddenly, the heat in

And worse-I remembered.

how it felt to have him inside me, stretching and filling me

begged for more, gasped his name, held onto him

tightened, and I swallowed

noticed. He followed my gaze-downward-and I

I'd been staring, and I

said,

just going to keep gawking,

God—I'm sorry," I blurted, stumbling back a

I didn't know you were- I came to thank you, that's it, I

erratic, heart

low, commanding.

Shivers

pretend," he added,

the heat of him. "It's not like you haven't seen me

was throwing my

racing. My legs moved before I

toward him

"Why are you here?"

us.

eyes locked onto mine, intense, piercing into every inch of my

was hard to

it was hard not

eyes to the side of his face. It was safer there-calmer. Not like his chest, or the ridges of his stomach, or that damned V-line I knew

in a shallow breath, trying

say thank you," I

after everything that

But you didn't.

bitter comment about manipulation or

Cold, maybe.

was Adrian. He practically begged

I nodded, not surprised.

decided," he continued flatly, "not to fire

My heart skipped.

me fast and full, almost making me dizzy. "Oh my God... thank you," I whispered. "Gabriel, I really needed this. More

his expression didn't shift. Still unreadable. "I know. Your house burned down. And I won't let anger cloud my sense of empathy. Especially when I know you need

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