Seducing My Ex's Father In Law

Judy's POV

The words were out before I could stop them. The look he was giving me was deadly, and I couldn't help the shiver that crept up my spine. I couldn't look at him because if I did, I would break down and start to cry. That was not something I wanted to do in front of him.

I pushed away from him and started towards my bedroom; I needed to get away from Gavin so I could have a proper breakdown without him staring at me with pity or resentment.

Before I could get too far, he grabbed my arm, stopping me in my tracks.

"My what?" He asked, his tone dark.

I closed my eyes, wishing I could take those words back because I wasn't ready to have this conversation. I wasn't ready to hear how much he loves her. I wasn't ready to hear about his wedding plans. This was too much for me, and my heart ached with each breath I took. I just needed some time to get over things before I faced them again. I had so much on my plate now; I now needed to figure out a new job and a new place to stay because there was no way Sampson was going to let me remain in his pack.

"I just need space," I told him, pulling away from him. "I need a minute to think about things. I don't know what I'm saying right now."

indifferent look he was giving me. I

want to be a part of our lives or not," I said, my voice surprisingly steady despite the turmoil I was feeling. There was no point in lying to him about this anymore; he already knew the truth, even if I did

could safely slip into my bedroom. I could hear the frustration and confusion in his tone, and it was killing me. "Who said I didn't want to be part of your life. That is my baby,

and unstable. He was right, though, and I knew when it came down to it, Gavin deserved to know about this baby. I shouldn't have tried to keep it from him. This wasn't a secret I had any right

felt him close to me now; he had stepped further, and it was intoxicating, making

not..." My voice is barely above

nothing to do with you or my pup," he said. "You have this idea in your head that I am

what I meant," I said, turning around to face him, my anger

close to mine that I could feel the heat radiating off his body. My heart was pounding against my chest so fast and hard that I was so sure he could hear it. "Why are you

I said softly, my eyes meeting his. "You didn't

never asked me what I wanted," he said in a low and deep tone; the same tone that makes me gush. "You don't know