My Dad's Bestfriend

Chapter 20 Can't Get Enough

Evelyn

Slipping into a pair of sleek black denim shorts, a fiery red crop top, and crisp white sneakers, I tiptoed out of my room, defying my natural clumsiness. Each step I took was a silent ballet, a delicate dance of caution.

Finally, I emerged from the mansion's confines, and there it was: Jacob's car, parked in the driveway like a beacon of anticipation. The headlights glowed, a signal that he was waiting for me.

A smile automatically spread across my lips, and I dashed toward his car, feeling like a silly kid. The excitement I felt was indescribable. It puzzled me why something as simple as going out at night, which I had done countless times before, now felt so different.

The reason was Jacob.

As I neared the car, he opened the door from the inside, flashing me a grin. "Get in."

"I didn't think you'd be so punctual," I commented, climbing into his sleek Benz and closing the door with a thud.

The black vehicle was simply breathtaking, but then again, when you've spent over a quarter of a million on a car, it's almost impossible not to be fascinated.

"Being punctual is important," he said, leaning in to fasten my seatbelt, a detail I hadn't deemed necessary. "Especially for men. Otherwise, accidents can happen."

"Accidents?" I asked, puzzled. But then, as his smirk became evident and he pulled away, the meaning behind his words became clear.

"Such a dog," I chuckled, playfully hitting his bicep, making sure not to hurt myself against his steel-like muscles.

"Ouch, that hurt," he hissed, his acting skills commendable, yet not enough to deceive me entirely.

"Oh, shut up! Those biceps could easily be mistaken for rocks," I scoffed. "It would take a hundred Evelyns to actually cause any damage to you."

"

"If executed precisely, only one could be enough, Evelyn," he said, his voice dropping a few octaves as he started the car and accelerated onto the open road. "Anyway, tell me where you'd like to go?" My mind barely registered his question, fixating instead on the first part of his statement.

over me, and I blinked several times, trying to grasp the underlying meaning behind his words. There was definitely more to what he said

seatbelt and set

doing?" he glanced at me, a mix of curiosity

by shifting his left hand behind my waist and gripping the steering

enjoyable than

what I was up to," I whispered, planting a gentle kiss on

must

had improved.

I didn't have any intention of questioning him about why he had suddenly seemed distant. The last thing I wanted was to ruin this beautiful

contain my smile, placing another peck on his lips,

cute," his face displayed a hint of distaste as he mentioned the word 'cute.' "You're being unfair." "Wait, you consider 'cute' as an insult?" I

shrugged. "It's not exactly the kind of compliment

stifle my laughter at this point; he was truly something else. "Then what kind of compliment would you prefer to

word," he replied, his eyes focused on

eyes, a jawline that could cut glass, and those lips... Goodness! Just the

mischievous idea popped into my head, and I traced my nail along his jawline before moving down to his chest, feeling the fabric beneath my touch. "Would you prefer

he cleared his throat, his body tensing

blue veins on his arms and neck stood out momentarily, momentarily capturing my attention. However, my plan went beyond mere

Zebra, Crocodile, Hippo. You can choose any of these to

gaze snapped to me instantly, and his expression said the

now?" As expected, he asked me in

laugh, Evelyn. Hold on to it for

lovely names," I feigned innocence and pouted. "You don't

person would ever appreciate those,"

wanted to play along and tease Jacob a

me with such utterly ridiculous nicknames, now you find it amusing. Incredible!" His jaw tensed,

my laughter any longer. It burst out of me, and I

was astonishing how easily I could get under this grown man's skin. "Okay, I'm sorry," I managed to say amidst my laughter, planting a

I furrowed my brow, a puzzled expression