Seducing My Dad’s Friend’s Son

I told myself I wasn’t going to chase him.I told myself I didn’t care that Jace couldn’t look at me without his jaw tightening or his eyes darkening like he was thinking things he wasn’t allowed to say.But the truth?I cared way too much.The next morning, Dad insisted I join him for breakfast with the Carters. I almost pretended to be asleep—almost—but curiosity won.And there he was.Jace leaned against the kitchen counter, sipping coffee like he hadn’t almost kissed me on the porch last night. His hair was still damp from a shower, his shirt clinging to just enough muscle to make me forget every coherent thought.He didn’t look at me when I walked in. He looked everywhere else—the floor, his mug, the window—anywhere but me.Coward.“Morning, sweetheart,” Dad said, unaware of the tension squeezing the room. “Jace offered to help set up for the barbecue tonight. You should show him around, catch up.”Jace’s head snapped up so fast I almost laughed.“I don’t think—” he started.“Sur

The shed was pitch black, the kind of dark that makes every sound sharper, every breath louder. I could feel Jace’s presence beside me, solid and infuriatingly close. My pulse was racing—not just from fear, but from the electricity between us.“Stay calm,” he whispered, voice low and tight. “Someone locked us in on purpose. We just… need to wait.”“Wait?” I echoed, my voice trembling. “In the dark? With you?”“You think this is easy for me?” His hand brushed mine—deliberately or not, I didn’t care. Sparks shot up my arm, and I realized my pulse wasn’t the only thing racing.I swallowed, trying to steady myself. “You’re… dangerous,” I whispered, stepping closer.He inhaled sharply, his body stiffening. “You have no idea,” he muttered, almost to himself. Then, his hand found mine again, thumb brushing the back of my hand. “I shouldn’t be this close.”“Shouldn’t?” I echoed softly, letting my voice drop. “But you are. So maybe… you want to be.”His jaw clenched, and for a moment, the only

The shed was still dark, but the adrenaline from being trapped hadn’t faded—it had shifted into something else entirely. Something dangerous. Something electric.I could feel Jace’s body pressed close, every movement taut, every breath shallow. His jaw was tight, his arms flexed, and every instinct screamed at him to pull away—but he didn’t. Not completely.I let my hand slide from his wrist to his forearm, just brushing the edge of his skin. “You know,” I whispered, “this could be fun.”His head snapped toward me. “Fun?” His voice was low, strained, like he was trying not to lose control.I tilted my head, letting my hair fall over my shoulder, brushing lightly against him. “Yeah,” I said softly. “Being trapped together. No one can stop us. No one can see what we do.”He exhaled sharply, and I felt it against my ear. “Aria…” His voice was rough, dangerous, and completely vulnerable.“Mm?” I murmured, stepping closer, just close enough to feel the heat radiating off him.“You’re… impo

The shed felt impossibly small. Every sound—the creak of the wooden floor, the faint rustle of leaves outside—was amplified. And between Jace and me, the air had become electric, heavy with desire, tension, and something forbidden that made my pulse pound in my ears.He stood just inches away, every muscle tense, his eyes dark and conflicted. I let my hand rest lightly on his chest, feeling the rapid thrum of his heartbeat beneath my fingertips. “You’re tense,” I murmured, voice soft, teasing. “Relax.”He exhaled sharply, brushing his hand against mine reflexively. “I’m not tense,” he muttered, though his chest rose and fell like he was lying.“Sure,” I whispered, stepping closer so that our shoulders brushed. “If you say so.” My lips hovered just above his ear. “But your body… doesn’t lie.”His breath hitched, and I could feel him stiffen under my touch. That subtle reaction made a thrill run through me. “Aria… you’re impossible,” he growled.“And you like it,” I countered, pressing

The intruder stepped fully into the shed, and as the sunlight hit their face, my stomach dropped.It wasn’t some stranger, wasn’t some dangerous figure out for revenge or mischief. It was… Jace’s sister.“Carly?” Jace’s voice cracked, disbelief and anger blending together. His hands on my waist tightened instinctively. “What are you doing here?”Carly smirked, tilting her head. “Oh, come on, Jace. Don’t tell me you didn’t think I’d find you. Especially with… her.” Her eyes flicked to me, glinting with mischief and curiosity.I felt my pulse spike. The forbidden closeness with Jace just got even more dangerous. One wrong move, and this was going to blow up completely.“What are you—why—how did you even know we were here?” Jace snapped, tension radiating from every muscle.Carly shrugged, strolling closer, clearly enjoying the chaos. “I have my ways. And it looked like you two were having… fun.”I froze, my cheeks heating. Fun? That was one word for it. Another? Seduction. A dangerous,