I’d never wanted to be bad at anything, but for Dean Walker, I wanted to remodel the word bad and show him exactly what a good girl I wasn’t.
Of course, Mr Walker.
I groan at the formality I put across to him once again, but that’s what I had to do, create a distance and look at this summer as a business transaction, nothing more.
I mean, it couldn’t hurt if I eye fucked him in secret, but anything beyond that was purely business.
I would not fall for Mr. Walker.
The Walkers estate
Arriving at Dean Walker’s estate, I can feel the tremors in my legs as I walk through the door. Perched on a high stool in the kitchen, I look around. He’s not anywhere in sight.
“Daddy.” Kate calls. “Where is he?” I roll my eyes. You wouldn’t think she was a grown woman of twenty-nine calling for her daddy because he hadn’t greeted her the moment her feet had crossed the threshold.
She wanders around the house in search of her dad, but as my eyes rest on the window, I spot him emerging from the pool.
Shit.
This man was ripped like a beast.
Water drizzled down his firm abs, his dark hair falling over his face, the little droplets of water cascading down his tanned skin, my eyes roaming lower, looking at the bulge in his already too tight swimming shorts that clung to his body.
Biting my lip, I watch him until he moves out of view.
Oh fuck.
He was like sex on a stick.
“Daddy.” I hear her call as she rushes towards him, clearly oblivious of the fact that he was soaking wet. He wraps his armsaround her while glancing my way. I can’t help biting my lip as I look on as his dark gaze falls upon me.
“I’m glad you decided to—come.” I just nodded, trying to mask the fact that his words affected me. It was innocent, I told myself. It’s my perverted mind that took it to another place. “So what are you girls going to do tonight?”
“I was going to meet Daniel tonight, you don’t mind, do you, Brook.”Yes, I did fucking mind; she couldn’t leave me here—alone with her very sexy daddy.
“Of course not,” I smile. She races off, taking her luggage upstairs, leaving me alone with Dean.
My eyes roam across his body once more, biting down hard on my lip. My eyes dip lower, staring at the bulge in his very wet shorts. My tongue slowly moves across my lower lip, entranced by the shape of the bulge in his shorts.
I don’t even notice he’s come closer until I can smell his musky, earthy scent surrounding me.
His body presses against mine. “You don’t want this, Brooklyn.” I want to play dumb, but he already knows how I’ve been looking at him.
“How do you know what I want?” I gasp. His hands grip hold of the counter he currently has me pressed against.
“You don’t want to play this game; it’s more danger than you could handle.” He whispers in my ear. Before moving away from me with a slight upturned smile.
More danger than I could handle, well fuck, I was excited just by having his wet hard body pressed against mine.
He was probably right. Plus, he was Kate’s dad, so I couldn’t do this even if he wanted to.
That was a big no. I couldn’t fuck my best friend’s dad.
Even though the thought of it sent a thrill through my body.
Kate hadn’t stayed long; she had gotten ready and gone to meet the infamous Daniel that I’d never met.
I’d heard of him, but I’d never met him.
