I didn't mean to react the way I did. And the way my dad looked at me, his eyes spoke a lot of “do you have a problem with that?”

I immediately nodded a no and apologized.

As I turned to leave, my eyes darted to his friend who sat on one sofa, staring like nothing had happened earlier. I dragged myself up the stairs, thinking about everything that could go wrong—or maybe right—if he successfully spends the night here—in a room beside mine.

I swallowed hard and my dream suddenly flashed in my head.

The way he walked into my room rubbing his c**k was the sexiest thing I'd...