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.

said my name, low

was too

fallen back

and suddenly, the heat in my

And worse-I remembered.

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

begged for more, gasped his name, held onto

throat tightened, and I swallowed

He

realize I'd been staring, and I couldn't even look away fast

he said, half-amused,

just going

"Oh my God—I'm sorry," I blurted, stumbling

to—I just― I didn't know you were- I came to

turned toward the door, fumbling, breath erratic,

was low, commanding. "Get back

stilled. Shivers ran down

no need to pretend," he added,

him. "It's not like

throwing my own words back

legs moved before I

me toward him until

"Why are you here?"

us.

locked onto mine, intense, piercing into every inch

was hard to breathe-harder to

it was hard not to look down

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

shallow breath,

thank you," I murmured, almost under

I know, after everything that happened between us, you

throw me out. But you didn't.

myself for a jab-some bitter comment about manipulation or betrayal. Something to remind me how little I deserved his

Cold, maybe. But

thank. It was Adrian. He practically begged me to let you

I nodded, not surprised.

he continued flatly, "not to fire you from the

My heart skipped.

hadn't expected that. Relief hit me fast and full, almost making me dizzy. "Oh my God... thank

know. Your house burned down. And I won't let anger cloud my sense of empathy. Especially when I

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