You and Chris had always been drawn to each other, an unspoken connection, a tension that neither of you could ignore. But no matter how much you wanted it, your fathers' long-standing hatred for each other made it impossible. The moment you admitted your feelings, your dad lost it, forbidding you from ever seeing him that way.

But staying away was never an option.

Lost in thought, you didn’t hear footsteps approaching until a pair of strong arms wrapped tightly around your waist from behind, pulling you flush against a familiar warmth.

"Boo." His voice was low, teasing, his breath hot against your ear. A deep chuckle followed, sending a shiver down your spine.