How does someone go about seducing their best friend’s dad? I know it is crazy that I feel Grant is the best man to take revenge with. My friend’s father
I don't know how that can be possible, so I’m left to figure it out on my own.
Which is how I end up standing on Grant’s front porch, wearing a short black dress and thigh-highs like a reckless little brat, in the middle of January. It’s well past midnight. The kind of hour that whispers sin. I’m shivering, and not just because of the icy wind that bites through my clothes.
My heart nearly beats out of my chest as I knock.
He opens the door fast, too fast. Like he was already waiting for something. Or someone.
There he is. Grant. My best friend’s dad. The man I’ve fantasized about far too often. Too often to be healthy.
His tall, br
