My Dad's Bestfriend

Chapter 9 : A Plan

Evelyn

"Finally you all got time to come," I said as Jennie, Nancy, and Mason entered my room, their hands filled with shopping bags.

These dorks will never change!

"Oh, come on, Evelyn," Jennie plopped down beside me on the bed, "It's not our fault your dad's wedding turned into a destination extravaganza. We had to finish our assignments early just to get our leave approved."

"Sure, blame it on me. It's not like any of you take your studies seriously," I retorted.

"Enough with the lecture," Nancy said, collapsing on the other side of the bed, "You're hardly one to talk. You spend all day daydreaming about your dad's hot Italian best friend." They all burst into laughter. "Just spare me and drop the subject of that headache," I groaned.

"Wait, I see you've given him a new name," Jennie interjected, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Something must have happened."

"We can discuss your forbidden uncle later, Eve. But first, here's a little something to spice up your evening," Mason nonchalantly tossed a bag in my direction, and it landed squarely on my face.

It wasn't just the bag hitting me that infuriated me; it was the way he referred to Jacob that truly got under my skin.

Uncle? What the hell!

"Don't you dare call him my uncle! He's not!"

"I know you wish he weren't, but let's be fair here. He's practically family, considering how close he and your dad are. They have been best buddies, like brothers for as long as I can remember. And Jacob? Well, he's practically family to all of you. So, technically, he is your uncle, isn't he?" A smirk crept across his lips, revealing his deliberate provocation.

"No, he is not!"

let's just calm down," Jennie spoke, "Please, let's not fight

to stop spreading false rumours. Jacob is

amused, "If I were in your

to sleep with that insufferable

on? Why does this whole Jacob situation make

towards Jacob too obvious. And why

frustration seeping into my voice. "One moment he acts as though he desires me, and the next he plays the role of a saint, trapped by some damn rules, unable to touch his best friend's daughter. And the fun part? He's already kissed me, and it was far

He kissed you?" Jennie's voice echoed with

different person, telling me in ten different ways that it was all wrong. And you know what's

had been

with disdain. "You kissed him, had the chance to get close to him, and yet you couldn't seal the deal? How hard could it be

"Shut up, Mason! I am not going to

seriously a complete idiot,"

could do was shoot him a

of this," Jennie spoke up after what felt like

asked, my

meaningful glance before Nancy spoke up, "The beast is already out of its

smoothly until he abruptly sabotages it

seduction, Evie. We're talking about something else entirely," Jennie smirked, her gaze

couldn't possibly

Hell, they definitely were!

I refuse to do this. You all know how gross I feel by the lovey-dovey stuff with a girl!" Mason almost shouted, breaking free from