Unaware Brat

God, how is this man so infuriatingly oblivious? His broad shoulders, Gosh—the slight dusting of sweat on his sun-kissed skin- are all so incredibly attractive that it drives me freaking crazy! How can he not see the lust in my eyes, the yearning in how I touch him? I’m convinced my stepfather is brain-damaged because I couldn’t be any more freaking clear about what I want from him!

I sigh as I watch my stepdad work all morning. It’s officially day two, and I promised I’d help this time around of rebuilding this stupid playground, but the way his muscles strain with each swing of that giant hammer, the way his brow furrows in concentration, it’s all so… distractingly hot. I mean, it gets me super wet and I don’t care who knows it!