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

too drawn in to

eyes had fallen

hung heavy between his thighs, and

And worse-I remembered.

it felt to have him inside me, stretching and

more, gasped his name, held onto him like I'd drown without

throat tightened, and

noticed. He followed my gaze-downward-and

I couldn't

he said, half-amused,

you just going to keep gawking,

cheeks burned. "Oh my God—I'm sorry,"

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

toward the door, fumbling, breath erratic, heart pounding like a

low, commanding. "Get back

stilled. Shivers ran down my

no need to pretend," he added,

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

was throwing my own

racing. My legs moved before

me toward him until only

"Why are you here?"

us.

intense, piercing into every inch of

hard to breathe-harder to

hard not to look

Not like his chest, or the ridges of his stomach, or that damned

breath,

wanted to say thank you," I murmured,

that happened between us, you had every

But

braced myself for a jab-some bitter comment about manipulation or betrayal. Something to remind

was... distant. Cold, maybe. But

Adrian. He practically begged me

I nodded, not surprised.

also decided," he continued flatly, "not to fire you from the

My heart skipped.

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

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 every cent right

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