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ANDREW
“You’re Paul’s daughter?”
My voice sounds almost angry. I’m arrested by her sight. Loins tight. Blood frozen solid. Muscles straining from the effort not to touch her, find out if she’s as sweet as she looks.
I’ve known Paul Cooper for almost two decades. How he ended up spawning this…this angel is beyond me. She sure didn’t take after her father because that shit-face is ugly as fuck.
“Yes. I mean, he told me he already called you.”
I see her shiver and almost punch myself. She just ran from her car to the front door, the rain making her clothes stick to her skin.
“Shit. Where are my manners? Come in…uhm…”
“Andrea,” she beams, dimples peeking on either side of her face. It wavers when I don’t return her smile. Well, I’m sorry, little girl. I’m sort of busy making sure you don’t see the swell in my sweatpants.
I close the door and breathe slowly, wondering how I’m going to deal with this. With her. When Paul called me a week ago telling me—not asking, that bastard—that his daughter will come here to my beach house to interview me for her college homework, I didn’t think too much about it.
Of course, had it been someone else, I would’ve disconnected the call without a second thought. But it’s Paul. I could never say no to him and he knows this. He’s always taken advantage of that fact and this time, it’s no exception.
The thing is… what he failed to tell me—no, warn me—is the fact that his daughter is the most beautiful girl in the world. Fuck. Did I just say that? It’s true, though. Her light brown hair is tied in a messy bun, with wet strands sticking to her forehead. I stare at her plump lips, the smattering of freckles across her nose, and her eyes…
Warm hazel eyes with flecks of gold.
Is she for real? Maybe she’s not. Maybe I’m dreaming. I mean, I did just get home from a 36-hour nightmare shift at the hospital. You’d think there was no other doctor in the entire state with the number of patients they assigned to me. I remember slumping on the sofa, not even bothering to take off my scrubs.
“My dad did call you, right?”
Her voice pierces through the fog in my brain, and just like that, everything snaps into focus.
She’s real alright. But so is the fucking raging erection I have.
Clearing my throat, I turn my back to her and head to the bathroom, grabbing a towel and handing it to her. She takes it from me and smiles gratefully.
We don’t speak for a few moments. She’s busy drying herself and I’m busy checking her out. I should go to hell for looking at Paul’s daughter like this. Maybe I already am. Because my whole body’s on fire.
She’s standing in the kitchen, wiping her face, neck, and arms. Her clothes make a squishing sound each time she moves. And she’s not wearing a lot. Denim cutoff shorts. White tee. So yes, it leaves little to the imagination. Yes, I can see her bra. Yes, I can see how big her tits are.
My whole body is taut with tension. I get this sudden urge to strip her naked. Trace every curve and dip with my tongue. Fondle those supple mounds. Knead her butt cheeks.
Dammit.
Why am I acting like a man starved?
“I don’t think the towel’s enough. Do you have extra clothes?”
Her eyes widen, blush rising to her cheeks, as she shakes her head. “I didn’t know it would rain.”
“Neither did I. Don’t worry. I have some extra clothes here. I leave some here at the beach house for when I’m too tired to go home.”
Without waiting for her reply, I walk to my bedroom, looking around and mentally thanking my housekeeper that everything’s in order and there are no cobwebs or dust anywhere. I open my closet and see a bunch of my t-shirts, which will surely look big on her. Thinking of her wearing them stirs something in my groin and I reach inside my sweatpants to reposition my member.
I’m so fucking hard to the point of pain, but she’s already shivering. So I guess I just have to wait a few hours to jack off.
“Here. They’re pretty old, but they’ll do.”
“Where can I change?” Her face and chest are beet red. I don’t know if it’s from battling with the rain or something else. Maybe… What if I’m not the only one feeling any form of attraction? What if…?
