My Dad's Bestfriend

Chapter 8 : Touch Of Fire

Evelyn

I awoke to the merciless grip of a pounding headache. A very bad one indeed.

Grimacing, I instinctively pressed my fingers against the throbbing side of my forehead, while taking small sips of the coffee Clara had handed me just moments ago. "Why does your headache scream of a night drowned in alcohol?" Dad asked, arching one of his eyebrows as he nonchalantly crunched on a packet of chips. Dad and his knack for suspicion. Just unbelievable!

"Yes, I drowned in a tank of it." I scoffed.

A frown etched across his face as my words sank in, but before he could respond, Clara swiftly intervened.

"Samuel, let her be," she scolded, her voice firm, "Don't bother her!"

"How am I bothering her?" Dad asked, his disbelief evident.

"You are," Clara asserted, her tone unwavering. "By bombarding her with pointless questions at this moment."

"I was merely curious about the cause of her sudden headache. There must be something more to it," Dad persisted, his suspicious gaze fixated on me once again. Apparently, he attributed my headache to alcohol.

But how could I possibly reveal to him that the true culprit was his best friend? That infuriatingly handsome Italian devil who had invaded my dreams! Ugh! I must put an end to these thoughts.

"I can assure you that Evelyn's headache has nothing to do with what you're suspecting," Suddenly his voice buzzed.

Well, speak of the devil, and the devil appears.

Jacob sauntered closer, taking a seat on the opposite end of the couch.

"She had only a glass of wine, nothing more," he said, briefly glancing at me before directing his gaze at my dad.

"Is that the truth, or are you just trying to cover for her?" Dad questioned, his doubt palpable.

"Oh trust me, the last thing your beloved best friend wants is to alleviate my troubles," I retorted with a scoff, lifting the cup to my lips once again.

Jacob remained silent, his intense stare locked on me. However, my dad on the other hand had quite an opinion.

"Then why do you get yourself into problems anyway?"

"Dad! Please, don't get on my nerves right now." I frowned at him.

I am getting on your nerves?"

that you grant me the pleasure of some peace and quiet," I replied, mustering a

dripping with warning, but

her, pleadingly. "My head is pounding, and I'm not ready for one of Dad's

every single time," Dad

have sworn I caught a hint of Jacob's stifled chuckle amidst the

offered, handing me a glass

hand, dragging him away while scolding him along the

escaped my lips as I swallowed the medicine, allowing my body

treating you?" Jacob's

asking about my well-being!" I responded with

to reply, but his words died on his lips as his gaze wandered downward, catching a glimpse of my exposed cleavage. The loose-fitted V-neck top had shifted, revealing more skin than intended. At that moment, the most deviant idea of the century popped

playful tone in my voice, as I tugged on the thin tie-up string of my sleeve, exposing

stunned by my unexpected move, and hunger began to

I slid the top slightly lower, teasingly

feel grateful for my impulsive choice to

fixated on my fingers as they delicately brushed against my skin while I

I noticed his hands clenching and unclenching

is even more to your liking?"I suggested as I moved to the other sleeve and slid

to see that my plan was

best," I asserted, inching closer to

watched me intently; The gaze alone told everything that he refrained himself from

and his eyes traced a path from

was hard to not get nervous whilst I was putting myself in such a scandalising position in front of

the sensation of his rough touch against my

eyes seemed to darken with each passing second, a reflection

upon them,

struggle and it fueled my desire to

skin of my neck and

be able to keep

It moved on its own or I could

with the waistband of my shorts but instead of moving inside, it travelled upwards-He slipped his hand inside my top from the end and then his

and threw my head backwards. His fingers circled my nipple at a leisurely pace before he pinched it

Oh.My.God.

heat entrenched not just my skin but my whole body with a few touches of this alluring

cupped my breast in his hand and squeezed it. The last strings of restraints