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.

getting on your nerves?" He asked. Disbelief

pleasure of some peace and

tone dripping

"My head is pounding, and I'm not ready for one of Dad's lectures." "Samuel, get

every single time,"

could have sworn I caught a hint of

Clara offered, handing me a

him away while scolding

swallowed the medicine, allowing my body to

that headache treating you?" Jacob's

itself is asking about my well-being!"

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

tugged on the

my unexpected move, and hunger began

top slightly lower, teasingly revealing a hint of

but feel grateful for my impulsive

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

sense his breathing becoming heavier, and I noticed his hands

is even more to your liking?"I suggested as I moved

to see that my plan

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

he watched me intently; The gaze alone told everything that

and his eyes traced a path from my thighs up to meet

in such a scandalising position in front of him, however, I managed to keep myself

me show you," I whispered, guiding his hand to my thigh, relishing the sensation of his rough touch against my bare skin-an exhilarating

darken with each passing

upon them, without breaking eye contact. I purposefully brushed my lips against his skin, ensuring

and it fueled my desire to push the

to graze the skin of

not know if I'd be able

anymore. It moved on its own or I could say, the owner did

his hand downwards, fully taking control. His fingers toyed with the waistband of my shorts but instead of moving inside, it travelled upwards-He slipped his hand inside

His fingers circled my nipple at

Oh.My.God.

heat entrenched not just my skin but my whole body with

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