Seducing My Ex's Father In Law by Caroline Above Story

Nothing could have prepared me for it.

Gavin's POV

"What the fuck do you mean she's hanging out with Lukas Merriweather again??" I asked, my eyes pouring into Taylor's as he stood in front of my desk in my villa office. "I made sure that jerk stayed away from her."

"Yeah, that was before Rachel returned and you dropped Judy like old meat," Taylor said, folding his arms across his chest. "She doesn't think you care anymore, so they became friends again. She's been staying pretty late after school hours this past week, studying for finals. I think they've been studying together. I see his car in the lot often."

I clenched my fists, my growing aggravation mixed with something else bubbled in the pit of my stomach.

But I also knew Taylor was right; the fact that I had consumed all my time lately with Rachel, trying to regain the friendship that I had lost over the years, meant my attention to Judy had dwindled. I couldn't remember the last time I saw her... held her... tasted her.

My wolf was growing more aggravated by the second, not having her near was messing with him in a way that I couldn't describe or begin to understand.

It pissed me off that as of right now, I don't have a right to tell Lukas to stay away from Judy.

"Don't forget, you have the meeting tonight at the Grand Casino Hotel," Taylor reminded me, glancing at his watch. "It's in a few hours, so you should be more focused on that."

This meeting was an important business deal that could enhance my company. It's been planned out to a T these last few months, and it all boiled down to this moment. I was initially going to take Judy as my plus one, but with Rachel back, I felt it was only right to take her instead.

me. I turned to see Rachel standing

though my body didn't have the same reaction to her as it once

look lovely," I

of her lips tipped

said, looking me up and

last few weeks have been few w odd, to say the least. She's been

have

and

our days. She's been helping out with pack matters and keeping

talk about old times. We catch up on

been easy; conversation flows smoothly, and I find our old rhythm

her home daily, mainly so I can keep track of her and make sure she's still doing well. Taylor provides me

I couldn't unsee. I never meant to hurt her; I didn't want to keep things from her, but I wasn't sure how to tell her any of

of my thoughts. "We are going to be late, and I

nodded and offered

the smile on my face feeling tighter than