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My father’s sudden appearance should have killed the mood instantly.

Instead, it made everything ten times hotter.

Dad nodded, satisfied. “Good. I have to head back to the office for a few hours. Big meeting. Vanessa, behave yourself.”

Behave? If only he knew.

The second the front door closed behind him, Ethan moved like a predator.

He grabbed me by the waist and threw me over his shoulder like I weighed nothing. I squealed, laughing as he carried me up the stairs to my bedroom.

“You’re such a fucking tease,” he growled, kicking the door shut behind us. “Walking around with no panties, dripping all over my...