Mated To My Boyfriend's Dad novel Chapter 56

Chapter 56: _ You, Tempting Boomer

I swung the door open, expecting Cullen’s familiar face. Instead, what I found sent a wave of heat and power over me as I collided with Gamma Rhett’s broad chest. My breath seized as I was caught between shock and an urge that sent shivers down my spine.

What was he doing here? Panic surged through me.

Kylo could walk in any minute and find his father standing on my doorstep. The thought sent a wave of nausea washing over me. Every fiber of my being screamed at me to slam the door in his face, yet my body, traitorously, moved aside to usher him in.

The mate bond was a cruel twist of fate that made resistance a constant battle for me. My Wolf was also a betrayal because the sight of this man sent her out of control.

Longing. Urge. craving.

"Gamma Rhett," I acknowledged him, my voice strained.

"Isleen," he rumbled, his gaze sweeping over me, searching for heaven knows what. "Are you alright after the attack?"

It was none of his business.

"I’m fine," I mumbled, shifting uncomfortably under his scrutiny.

His expression hardened. "I’m here to speak with— your son."

Whether he liked it or not, Liam was my son. He might as well start calling him that without making it sound like a herculean task.

My heart wobbled though. "Liam? Why? W—What’s he done? What for?" I stuttered.

He remained impassive. "He’s involved in some matters that require clarification. I need to hear his side of the story."

Huh?

My Liam?

"What matters?" I pressed, my voice rising a notch. "You can’t just waltz in here and interrogate him without explanation." freēwēbnovel.com

The sternness in my voice stunned even me. My primal urge to protect Liam spurred to life. However, that was a mistake.

Our gazes locked and I knew what it felt like to see my reflection in his eyes. It felt like he was a body carved specifically for me.

Then, in a heartbeat, the dam broke. He lunged forward, his hand cupping my face, and his lips crashed onto mine. The kiss was a whirlwind of forbidden desire. It was a collision of raw emotion and pent-up longing. I surrendered to the intoxicating sensation that took over me. My body betrayed my head as I melted into his embrace.

The kiss was everything I’d imagined and more – passionate, desperate, and tinged with the forbidden fruit’s sweetness. My traitorous hands tangled in his hair, pulling him closer as I reveled in the heat of his touch.

But just as quickly as it began, the kiss ended.

What is this that we’d done yet again?

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