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.

am getting on your nerves?" He asked. Disbelief was

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

you..." Dad began, his tone dripping with

pounding, and I'm not ready for one of Dad's

every single time," Dad accused, glaring

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

Clara offered, handing me a glass of water

as for you, come with me," she seized Dad's hand, dragging him away while scolding him

escaped my lips as I swallowed the medicine, allowing my body to sink into the

headache treating you?" Jacob's voice

well, the headache itself is asking about my well-being!" I

about 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 into

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

by my unexpected move, and

is it better now?" I slid the top slightly lower,

grateful for my impulsive

licked his lips, his gaze fixated on my fingers as they delicately brushed

becoming heavier, and I noticed his hands clenching and unclenching in a futile

as I moved to the

effort to see that

I think I know what's best," I asserted, inching closer to him, slowly crawling over the couch to bridge

he watched me intently; The gaze alone told everything

allowed my legs to rest on his lap, and his eyes traced

get nervous whilst I was putting myself in such a scandalising position in front of him, however, I managed to keep myself

thigh, relishing the sensation of his rough touch against my bare skin-an exhilarating sensation that surpassed any other

eyes seemed to darken with each passing second,

other hand and brought his fingers to my lips, pressing a gentle kiss upon them, without breaking eye

clenched jaw gave me signs of his struggle and it fueled my desire to push the

it to graze the skin of my neck and descend towards the curvature of

I'd be able to keep myself together or end up crushing under the warmth of

control Jacob's hand anymore. It moved on its

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

fingers circled my nipple at a leisurely pace before he pinched

Oh.My.God.

pooled my bottom, the heat entrenched not just my skin but my whole body with a few touches of this alluring man in front

then he cupped my breast in his hand and squeezed it. The last strings