Dear Mr. Dad Bod: A Steamy Age-Gap Romance by Nichole Rose

Dear Mr. Dad Bod: A Steamy Age-Gap Romance by Nichole Rose

Author:Nichole Rose [Rose, Nichole]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Nichole Rose
Published: 2023-05-07T16:00:00+00:00


Chapter Six

Olive

At exactly five minutes until six, Madden raps on the door to the studio. I fly across the floor to let him in, my heart pounding with excitement. I thought I'd be nervous, but I'm not. I've never wanted to see someone more than I want to see this man right now.

I haven't been able to stop thinking about him all day. I thought about what Kenzie said this morning. I considered it from every angle while I taught the choreography to everyone. It took far longer for them to pick it up than usual.

Half of the people packed into the studio weren't dancers. I doubt they've ever been to a studio before today. They came to gawk at me. But the thing is…I don't think I care. Maybe in five years or ten years or twenty years, I will. But right now, I don't want to sacrifice my happiness for my career. I don't want to sacrifice Madden and what's already growing between us just for the sake of privacy.

I want him, even if that means the whole world watches. Even if it means opening myself up to an even bigger barrage of criticism and hate from the people who want to see me fail. I'm not half of a person. I'm a whole person, with thoughts and feelings and desires.

I'd rather fail on my terms than live in their box.

I unlock the door, staring up at Madden in person for the first time. He's…Lord, he's tall. I'm five-nine and he towers over me, looming like an implacable wall. He's so damn handsome, even though he's scowling at me.

I think I'm in trouble.

"Baby girl," he says, backing me into the studio.

Yep. I'm definitely in trouble.

I wonder how much of his office he destroyed today?

"Hi," I whisper.

He doesn't say anything. He just keeps advancing toward me, his gaze running over me all hot and wild. It sets off fires in my belly, an avalanche of need. My stomach quivers in excitement.

"You're going to run," he says, his whiskey voice rolling over me in a deep wave. "I'm going to catch you. When I do, I'm kissing the shit out of you. If you're a good girl and apologize for teasing me today, I may feed you before I tumble you to the floor and fuck you raw."

"And if I'm not a good girl?"

Pure wickedness lights his eyes like hellfire. "I may stop long enough to feed you at some point tonight. Do you want to play, baby girl?"

"What happens if I say no?"

"Then I tell you how fucking happy I am to finally meet you. If I'm lucky, you let me kiss you, and then I feed you. We talk over dinner, and we take it at your pace. I won't rush you." He tips his head down so his eyes meet mine. "You hold all the power, Olive. That's what it means to be my baby girl. I may be in charge, but you have the power. You decide what happens.



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