My Dad's Bestfriend

Chapter 18 Not A Good Morning

Evelyn

When I descended the stairs, little did I know that my entire morning was about to be ruined.

Amongst Clara, my dad, and Jacob, my eyes were immediately drawn to the presence of Gloria-the painfully unpleasant woman. And to make matters worse, she was seated right beside Jacob. What intensified my burning jealousy was witnessing Jacob engaging in a comfortable conversation with her, just as my dad and Clara were.

What in the world was wrong with that man?

"Evelyn, try not to glare at him as if you're plotting to extract his kidneys," Mason's voice whispered in my ear, his tone low. "Trust me, you don't want anyone to catch on to your jealousy."

"Why the fuck he is talking to her? What's he trying to do? Let her suck his dick?!" I whisper-yelled, my eyes did not move an inch from the scene.

"How would I know? I can't comprehend the thought process of straight men," he shrugged, nonchalantly.

"Evie, it's possible that he's simply trying to avoid awkwardness. After all, he can't just curse and shout at her with so many people around. She's also a guest, and he probably doesn't want to ruin the situation," Nancy reasoned, "Just try to calm down."

"I don't give a damn. I don't want to see that woman anywhere near him," I seethed through gritted teeth.

"Don't be so possessive, naughty girl," Jennie purred.

"Yeah, have some faith in your uncle," Mason chimed in.

Uncle? What the hell?!

"What did you just say?" My jaw clenched, and my hands clenched into fists by my sides. I was ready to strike him at any moment.

He glanced at my clenched fists, a sheepish smile appearing on his lips. "Uh...never mind."

"You better not say anything!" I nearly shouted, but my attention quickly turned to Gloria, who seemed to be shamelessly ogling Jacob's tattoo. "That damn woman! Her entire existence revolves around sex!" "And yours seems to revolve around Jacob Adriano," Mason whistled softly.

This idiot.....

"You dickhead! Shut the hell up, will you?!"

"Okay, fine. Don't scream like a rabid dog," he retorted, his brows furrowed.

I was on my way to yell again when I got interrupted by Nancy.

"Guys, calm down." Nancy cringed, making a lowering motion with his hands, "What y'all tryna do? Do you want them to hear us?"

Oops!

She was right.

be in great misery if my dad

interrupted my train of thought, she called

I purposely ignored him and forced a smile on my face as I walked

while spending most of your time here?" Gloria's question

discomfort evident in his voice, though it did little to quell my

Jealousy coursed through

has ruined my appetite, Clara. You all

you feeling okay?" Clara asked

down, his smile fading as worry replaced it. "Are

I sighed, my anger dissipating almost instantly when I saw

having breakfast. Sit," he insisted, furrowing his brow and motioning for me to take a seat. "But,

firmly. "You're not getting away with this. Sit

time, Jacob silently watched me, seemingly

"But..."

way, Mason, Nancy, and Jennie, why don't you take a seat? Your friend's drama will play out for a few minutes, so you can enjoy your breakfast," Dad dismissed me. Frustration reddened my face. "Why do

and a bit of extra height don't make you any different to me. You'll always be my little clingy Evelyn," Dad took a casual sip of his coffee, embarrassing me without

care.

and it was clear that everyone else was struggling to hold back their laughter. As for that wretched Gloria, she continued her futile attempts to gain

my voice laced with a

couldn't finish my sentence as the devil himself

have a seat and let's see what we can do to improve your

ran down my spine involuntarily,

was a mix of amusement

make it better," I fought the urge to shoot him a

he flashed me a knowing smile. "Now, would you mind taking a seat?" His hand

could catch up, and I found myself sitting on the chair beside him. The

chuckled. "I didn't think you'd listen to anyone, but

his face before it morphed

already devouring his toast as he sat

joining

their own conversations while I attempted to channel my anger into the food in my mouth, chewing as forcefully as possible. Suddenly, I felt a familiar hand on my thigh, his fingers grazing my skin ever so

shot toward him, but he didn't spare me a glance, as if he wasn't even

alas, I couldn't. So, I reached my hand below the table, attempting to remove

amidst it all, something

she had to step

baby, just a moment. I'll Face Time you right now," speaking into her phone and grabbing her juice glass, she excused herself and left the dining hall. Seconds later, Jacob subtly moved his

Clara discussed party arrangements, while my friends, true to their nature, busied themselves with

angry?" Jacob's whisper sent a sudden dryness down my

like you know