Trapped in the Storm With My Boyfriend’s Dad: An Age Gap Romance

By Isla Chiu

Surprising me, he grabs my hand and pulls me toward the dining room. The contact causes my pulse to flutter.

 

A voice in my head hisses, Oh my God, you can't develop a crush on your ex-boyfriend's dad.

 

Despite the voice, I find myself sneaking glances at Mr. Fleming. Gabe inherited his good looks, and I'm looking right at the source. Both father and son have dark blond waves of luscious hair, bright hazel eyes, and effortlessly fit bodies that look damn fine in designer clothes.

 

WORD COUNT: 3,700

 

A sexy short story about a young woman and her boyfriend's dad! 

• Language: English
• Publisher: Isla Chiu
• Release date: Sep 1, 2022
• ISBN: 9798215819913

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 favorites include Taylor Swift, Florence + the Machine, and SHINee. 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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Author's note

ALL CHARACTERS DEPICTED in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older.

Trapped in the Storm With My Boyfriend’s Dad

THOUGH I'M VERY MUCH a frugal gal, I want to throw my new phone against the wall and see it shatter into a million pieces.

After I take several deep breaths and remind myself that my phone's warranty doesn't cover fits of rage, I calm down.

Then I see the photo on the screen again, and the fury nearly consumes me.

Normally, photos of my boyfriend Gabe put a smile on my face. However, this photo is making me want to destroy his car with a sledgehammer. Why? Because his childhood friend Sandra is also in the picture, and he's full-on making out with her in it.

Just a friend, my ass, I hiss. Since Sandra is one of Gabe's closest friends, I wanted her to like me so badly. But from the second we met, she seemed to loathe my guts. I thought it was because I was a lower-middle-class chick with questionable fashion sense