Page 13 of Love, Dean


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I should be grateful he had offered me a job, but I could barely contain my hormones around him tonight, so how was I supposed to live with him for the summer.

The way his eyes roamed across my body.

I wasn’t sure if he was just appeasing my girlish fantasy.

I’d always had a crush on Dean Walker, well we all had, of course I’d never told Kate how fuckable her hot daddy was.

“Hey babe, so—.” Looking up, I glance at my friend.

I’m hoping she doesn’t see the guilt on my face.

She wasn’t up when I finally got home last night.

But I was relieved.

Her very naughty daddy had made me so fucking wet from the slight teasing moments that I was an emotional wreck once I stumbled into the apartment.

“Funny thing.”

“Uh oh.”

“Uh oh is right. Why didn’t you tell me it was your dad I was interviewing with?”

“I knew you wouldn’t go.” She says sheepishly.

“Damn right I wouldn’t go, Kate, geez, I mean do you know how embarrassing it was dancing on a pole—falling flat on my ass—but still, dancing on a pole; in front of your dad.”

“You didn’t.” She laughs,

“Oh, but I did.”

“So, did you get it?”

“The dancing job?” She nods, “No, Kate, I didn’t.”

“What.” she screams. “Why not?” I’m just waiting for her to flap her arms in the air and stamp her feet in true dramatic Kate form.

“Did you not hear what I said.”

“But—my dad loves you.” I scoffed at her remark, “What, he does, you’re like a daughter to him.” Some might take this as a compliment, but the way he’d acted last night, her words made my skin crawl.

“I’m going to call him.”

“No.”

“Come on, Brook, he can give you another shot.”

I sigh, “He offered me a different job. He seemed to take offence that I’d even want to dance at his club.”

“Oh, yay.” She jumps up and down, clapping her hands.

“Why are you excited? I didn’t say yes.”

“What do you mean you didn’t say yes? What was the job?”

“He wasn’t specific, something about staying and helping him at home over the summer.”

“So you’d have to stay there?” I nod. “Oh Brook, you should do it.” She wouldn’t be saying that if she knew the sinful thoughts I had about her daddy.