Jacob O'Connor used to be my boyfriend. Now he is my bully who hates me with a burning passion.

But his father doesn't hate me. .

. Excerpt:He rolls his eyes.

"I'm treating you to lunch. Order what you want.

"I say hesitantly, "The duck a l'orange sounds good. " When I see the eye-widening price tag, I add hastily, "Or maybe the steak frites-"He tells the server, "Forget the salad.

She'll have both the duck a l'orange and steak frites. Medium rare.

" He looks at me. "You like your steak medium rare?"Picking up my jaw from the floor, I nod.

"Thank you," I say once it's just the two of us in the private room again. "When you're with me, you can get whatever you want.

" He says the words like it's inevitable that we'll spend time together beyond this scholarship-mandated lunch. Why am I feeling something akin to excitement at the thought? I shouldn't want to spend more time with my bully ex's dad.

And I certainly shouldn't be looking at his dad's lips and wondering how they would feel on my mouth. .

. WORD COUNT: 8,800A sexy instalove short story about a young woman and her bully's dad!.