“Let me call you back, I’m pulling up to my house.” I tell Isaac who’s been going on about the new chick in the office that he fucked in her first week for the past thirty minutes. It was a slow month at the office and I hadn’t been home in a few months so this visit had been long overdue. Gabrielle had been begging me to come home for weeks and I finally carved out some time to take a week of vacation. I barely have the car door open before I hear my name being called from the door and a squeal that I would know anywhere. I’m out of the car prepared to scoop her in my arms when I take in the woman moving fast towards me.

Yes, woman.

Who. The. Fuck?

I blink my eyes several times in confusion. It’s not that I don’t recognize it’s Gabrielle, but my body seems to be very confused over who this is in front of me because suddenly it feels like I’m on fucking fire.

She’s still a few yards away from me so I take in her attire. It’s summertime so she’s wearing short high waisted shorts and a white crop top that shows her tiny waist but the curve of her hips. I can’t say I ever really noticed before, but I swear her breasts look bigger than they did the last time I saw her.

FUCK, don’t look there. Gabrielle doesn’t have breasts or hips or…

She’s in my arms, interrupting my sinful inner monologue. Her arms wrap around my neck as she presses her body against me and I feel a stirring in my pants that I am trying my best to ignore.

No. No. No. I panic.

“I missed you so much.” She says when she pulls away. Her hair is pulled into a sleek high ponytail, allowing the tips to graze her shoulders. It’s July so I assume she’s been out in the sun, giving her a deliciously sexy tan.

No. Not sexy. Gabrielle is not sexy.

Yes, she is. My subconscious replies immediately.

“Why are you so quiet? Did you miss me?” She places her hands under her chin and cocks her head to the side giving me a smile that instantly makes my knees fucking weak.

Since when is her smile capable of doing that?

“Of course, I did.” I tell her. She walks by me to open the backseat of my car and I try my best not to follow her with my eyes. But I do. I shamelessly ogle her while her back is turned and I can’t pull my gaze away from her ass.