The doorbell rang through the quiet house, pulling Ryan from his business call. As he wrapped up the conversation, he heard his wife Beau’s warm voice echoing from downstairs.“It’s so wonderful to finally meet you, Sloane. I’ve heard such lovely things about you from your father,” Beau said cheerfully.“It’s great to meet you too, Beau. Thank you again for letting me stay the week. I’m really looking forward to catching up with you and Dad. Where is he, by the way?” Sloane replied, her voice still carrying that bright, youthful energy Ryan remembered so well.Ryan quickly ended the call and stepped out of his office, eager to see the stepdaughter he hadn’t laid eyes on in years. The moment he entered the living room, he stopped dead in his tracks. Sloane was sitting on the couch, legs crossed, scrolling through her phone. She was breathtaking. A tight tube top barely contained her full, round breasts, and her cutoff denim shorts showcased long, toned, tanned legs and a flat stomach
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