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.

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

unbuckled my seatbelt and

you doing?" he glanced at me, a mix

I moved closer to him, manoeuvring myself onto his lap. He made room for me by shifting his left hand behind my waist and gripping the steering wheel with his

was far more enjoyable than

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

way to drive, I must admit," he chuckled. "But

mood had improved. That's exactly

of questioning him about why he had suddenly seemed distant. The last thing I wanted was to ruin this beautiful moment we

my smile, placing another peck

a dog, then you hit me, and now you're calling me cute," his face displayed a hint of distaste

he shrugged. "It's not exactly the kind

he was truly something else. "Then what kind of compliment would you prefer

his eyes focused on the road ahead as

to admit, this man was devilishly handsome. His light stubble, captivating green eyes, a jawline that could cut glass, and those lips... Goodness! Just the sight of him could set my

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

cleared his throat, his body tensing under my

momentarily,

you-Dog, Cat, Monkey, Gorilla, Zebra, Crocodile, Hippo. You can choose any of these to be your nickname," I blurted

snapped to me instantly, and his expression

me right now?"

Evelyn. Hold on to it for a

such lovely names," I feigned

sane person would ever appreciate

to play along and tease Jacob a little longer, but it seemed that

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

it. I couldn't contain my laughter any longer. It burst out of me, and I covered my mouth as I did

easily I could get under this grown man's skin. "Okay, I'm sorry," I managed to say

I furrowed my brow, a puzzled