Seducing My Ex's Father In Law

"And now Chester is in there right now talking to her," I concluded the story. Nan's eyes remained on the hallway that Harper's room was down. I could tell from the nervous way she was biting her lip that she was nervous.

We were all pretty much thinking the same thing... what were they talking about?

Third Person POV

Once alone, Chester closed the door to Harper's room. His heart went out to Harper in a way; he had been through a lot with her. Experienced a lot with her. He always told himself that if he were to fall in love with anybody, it would be Harper. But then he found his mate and everything changed. He hated that he was losing his friend like this, and he hated what they had become.

"You can't keep attacking my mate every time you see her, Harper,” Chester finally started to speak after what felt like an eternity of silence. "It's not fair to anybody involved and it's not fair to yourself to keep holding onto the past like this."

She chewed on the inside of her cheek, as she often did when she was nervous.

"I thought it was going to be us against the world," Harper snapped back. "You always said that I was the only one who got you. That it was me and you forever despite all the obstacles..."

"I said that in the heat of the moment, Harper," he said, narrowing his eyes at me. "You can't fault me for the shit I say during sex."

less true! You were supposed to reject her, just

eyes grew large at his admittance. He hadn't heard that Harper

Chester asked, his brows knitted together tightly.

heard her by now.

his resolve fading slightly and the fight leaving his body. He had no idea that she rejected her mate for him... he had no

snuck away from her friends so she could listen to what they were talking about. Her heart was in her throat as she peeked through the door and

Harper and Nan didn't like their close proximity;

on Harper's shoulders, forcing her to remain still and to look up

you felt that strongly," he murmured. "I thought this was a casual fling... but knowing you loved

the sound of Chester's voice; it was soft and compassionate. Like a lover speaking to his woman. She bit her lip to keep from sobbing, but she needed to hear more; she needed to hear what he was going

whispered, her lip trembling. "When will

loved me just the way I was. I never had to be anyone different. I could sleep around, and you'd still

heart; she thought she was going to fall to the