My Dad's Bestfriend

Chapter 14 Whispers And Touches

Evelyn

A few hours had passed since we freshened up and changed into new clothes, and ended up in Jacob's room.

Currently, I was occupied. Really very occupied in admiring the masterpiece beneath me, as I sat astride him, my legs on either side, taking in the mesmerising sight of his tattoos.

They adorned his chest and extended down his arm, a tapestry of intricate details that I traced with the pads of my fingers. It was as breathtaking as he was.

He slid his hand beneath the fabric of my oversized t-shirt, his fingers gently grazing my bare waist, just a few inches above the waistband of my shorts. I felt a shiver run down my spine as he traced patterns against my skin before firmly resting his hands on either side of my hips.

He knew what he was doing!

"You didn't have so many tattoos back five years ago," I mumbled.

"Yeah, I've collected them over the years," he replied.

"This dragon on your chest, you have had it from the start," I said pointing at his chest before sliding my hand to his muscular arm, "But this lion on your arm is new. And the sword too."

I observed the problematic designs on his chest and arm, tracing them with my finger. My gaze fell upon a particular tattoo, a moon-shaped one on the right side of his chest. Something about its shape seemed off, resembling the letter 'C.'

"But this moon looks very weirdly shaped," I poked at the tattoo, "It almost looks like a 'C. Does it stand for someone's initial?" I spoke out the thoughts in my mind.

Of course, my curiosity had got the best of me and I would be lying if I said there wasn't a tinge bit of jealousy involved in it too.

He stiffened, hesitation flickering in his green eyes. "It means nothing, maybe the artist didn't shape it properly," he deflected.

I sensed his discomfort and decided not to press further. I let the topic slide," Oh," and his body visibly relaxed beneath me.

passed as I studied his tattoos once again, taking my time as I found them utterly captivating and truly

looked so fucking good on him. I bet he could wrap plastic and I'd still praise him,

memory, huh?" Jacob chuckled, propping himself up on his elbows to look at me properly, "Then why are your maths marks still so

relish teasing me, enjoying the opportunity to

my marks, didn't he?" I raised an eyebrow, my irritation turning into a

in for a surprise when he

sure that I am going to give

at it," Jacob replied with a playful glint in his

spare me your mind-bending riddles," I groaned,

closer, his fingertips gently tracing the outline of my bottom lip. "You curse a lot, Evelyn," he murmured, his touch sending shivers down my spine. "I might just have to tame that pretty

a rush of warmth to flood my

Don't let him see how he's already

Don't blush!

in my maths skills," I retorted, pushing him back onto the bed.

like your interest shifted from me to Mason." He

Fuck his slyness!

too....I was going to do that

your act

your information, my interest never shifted," I retorted,

crossed his

smirk. "Yes, and do you know why we staged the whole 'Mason being my boyfriend' charade?" I trailed my index finger along his jawline. "It was to expose your true colours, to reveal the wolf in sheep's clothing, and to make you take advantage of

was put to an end quickly as Jacob flipped

out a startled gasp, finding myself on the bed with him hovering over

a saint, Evelyn," his voice dropped to a dangerously low tone. "I've been fighting my desires because I know, deep down, that whatever's brewing between us won't end well for either of us." A shiver travelled down my spine as

the heavens themselves can keep me from having you,