CHAPTER 13

Something close to pure jealousy rolled through Steven’s stomach as he watched his son and the pretty little thing Heath was holding and kissing. An odd grin appeared on his lips and he felt his enlarged member pressing against the zipper of his trousers.

Steven Lockwood saw himself as a player, through and through… He was able to charm the pants off a woman anytime and anywhere. Everywhere he went, the ladies were falling at his feet.

But lately, that luck was starting to run out and he was starting to miss the thrill of the chase. The surge of power he got the moment he knew he had a woman in the palm of his hand was absolutely unique.

There was nothing in this world like that feeling, when everything coalesced to perfection, when his brilliance and human nature combined to give him whatever he wanted.

And the boy was a chip off the old block.

He watched from inside his car as his son moved in for the kill, pulled a fi