Noticed by My Dad’s Best Friend: An Age Gap Romance

By Isla Chiu

Heat fills me as he stares at me shamelessly. Since when did Mr. Thompson start lusting after me? Before tonight, his conduct toward me was never less than completely and utterly appropriate. But now that I think about it, his 18th birthday present to me was unusually lavish. I told myself that it was just a rich person being rich, but maybe it was something more. And he never liked my boyfriend Jack. He told me that it was because he thought Jack wasn’t good enough for me, but perhaps there was something more to his dislike.

The thought should creep me out, but instead I’m feeling a lust of my own.

WORD COUNT: 3,000

A naughty short story about a young woman and her dad’s best friend!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Isla Chiu
• Release date: Oct 8, 2021
• ISBN: 9781005631390

Isla Chiu

When I manage to tear myself away from taking Buzzfeed quizzes and watching unhealthy amounts of TV, I write romance and smut. My works feature alpha males, sexy times, and/or my sarcastic sense of humor. I hail from Cleveland, aka the best freaking city in the world, and believe LeBron James is the perfect human being. Despite all of my efforts, I have never truly been able to quit caffeine. My problematic favorites include Taylor Swift and Gone with the Wind. I love to hate/hate to love k-dramas. If I say I’m on a diet, I’m just lying to you and myself. One of these days, I'm going to get hypertension from an excess of salt, both literal and figurative. If I'm awkward around you, I probably don't know what to say to you and/or I think you're hot. And despite what anyone says, Forrest Gump so deserved that Oscar over Pulp Fiction. 

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Noticed by My Dad’s Best Friend

I EXHALE AS I DIP MY feet in the pool. I just broke up with my boyfriend of two years. When I thought Jack was busy studying for his exams and going to football practice, he was actually getting busy with sorority girls.

I didn’t feel much of anything when he confessed that he was cheating on me. In high school, I only dated him because I was the head cheerleader and he was the star quarterback, and it was an unwritten rule that we should hook up. To be honest, when he told me that he was attending a faraway college on a football scholarship, I was a little relieved. It meant that I would no longer have to participate in mediocre daily make-out sessions with him and have to pretend to listen while he went on and on about football.

Jack insisted on doing the long-distance relationship thing. I mentally shrugged and said okay because I