Page 4 of Off-Limits Silver Fox Billionaire

Being Eighteen made her off-limits back then, and she was also my daughter’s best friend too, so that had canceled every heated feeling she aroused in me.But not before we made love that night in my hotel suite.

I realized I was still standing in the same spot even after she had disappeared. My nerves were on high alert just from seeing her. It was unexpected and sudden. Iris had mentioned she was coming back to the island for some time, but I hadn’t expected her to come by here, not after what happened between us.

The second I remembered that night, my body hardened.

I never forgot.

Her passionate sighs, the taste of her lips and feel of her soft, moist body against mine. That night was still the best night of my life. When we first met at her father’s wedding reception, I had no idea who she was, or how old.

Our rendezvous happened that night while the others partied at the beach. Bree ignited a passion that I hadn’t felt since my ex-wife. She made me feel alive that night, and she disappeared after that.

The next day,I found out she was Phil Dell’s daughter and my daughter’s best friend. There was no need to push my luck any further. Avoiding her or any situation that would bring us together was the next line of action. That was until she left the island a few days later.

Bree had come back after that short trip with her mother, but I hadn’t seen her back then or ever since. Staying away was for both our sakes.

I regained my footing and walked up the stairs with my box. As soon as I entered the house, Bree’s loud laugh was the first thing I heard, followed by my daughter’s.

The feminine sound of Bree’s riotous laughter filled me with a tingling sensation, and it raced through my body. I entered the kitchen and set down the box I brought from my store in the main market, then opened it to take out the items inside.

Iris just got back from a long work trip, and I had promised to make her favorite food for dinner today to help her relax. We have lived together for over fifteen years now, and she was my only family. It’s why we did everything together.

Before Iris met Bree years back, she lacked friends. I always tried to make sure she got along with the other island kids, but there was always a difference between them. Brianna had come along, and they had quickly bonded.

All I cared about was seeing my girl happy.

I started humming to myself to drown the excited giggles and chatter coming from Iris’s room upstairs. The truth was, the only voice I could vividly hear was Bree’s.

It made me wonder what she had been up to for the last five years.How had the years changed her?

Of course, she looked different physically. I only caught a glimpse of her legs in the denim shorts she wore, and that sight alone was ingrained in my memory. She was a tad bit taller, or was it the shorts that made her legs look longer?

I couldn’t remember. The picture of her I had in my head was from the reception. The silver dress she wore matched her hair and skin tone. Back then she stood out amongst the crowd of women in the room to me, I was lost from the second I set eyes on her.

I shook my head and hoped to dispel the thoughts slowly sinking into my mind and clouding my head.It doesn’t matter.That was five years ago, there was no way I could still feel that passion for her after that much time had passed.

The laughter had subsided now, so I could stop humming. I focused on prepping everything I needed to make chicken piccata for dinner. Once the chicken breasts were perfectly stir-fried to a brown crisp shade, I took them out, put a skillet on heat, and began prepping for my sauce.

The scent of butter and parsley filled the kitchen as I cooked. I loved the combination, and I could already imagine what it would taste like. When I finished and set the table, I took out a bottle of wine and sat down to relax for a bit and pass time.

It was only six pm now and Iris would come down for dinner eventually. I didn’t know if Bree would stay yet, but if she would then there’s was enough for all three of us.

I took the first sip of my smooth red wine and sighed as the taste of grapes spilled onto my taste buds. An image of Bree’s smile popped into my head again, and a familiar shiver set off deep in the pit of my stomach.

I need to get her out of my mind.Thinking about Bree this way was a bad idea. She was off limits then and I didn’t think anything had changed.

My breath eased out of my lungs with slow intent, but it did nothing to slow the pounding in my temples and rush of heady desire that swamped me.

Get a grip, Sanders, it’s been five years and she’s out of your reach.

But she was a woman now, and damn that was the first thing I noticed when I saw her standing on my front porch.

Deep down I hoped she would stay for dinner. There was something about hearing her laugh that got to me. It melted my insides and made me crave to hear the sound again.

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Iris and Breefinally came down the stairs when it was just past seven.

“Hey dad, remember Bree?” Iris asked me as she entered the kitchen. Her hand was draped around Bree’s neck, and she was glowing, her cheeks a lovely crimson shade.

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