My Dad's Bestfriend

Chapter 22 Two Types Of Tension

Evelyn

"So...Clara, can I ask you something?"

"Oh, since when did you start acting so formal?" She burst into laughter. "What happened? Do you have a fever or something?"

I sighed, feigning sadness. "I don't get you or Dad. Even when I try to be nice, it's always a problem."

"Enough, drama queen," Clara chuckled. "Ask me what you want to know."

A smile tugged at my lips as I leaned in, adjusting my chair to ensure she heard me clearly. "By any chance, do you think Jacob has been through a heartbreak or something?"

"What?" Confusion etched upon her face, "Where's this coming from?"

"I am just curious, you know," I tried to keep my curiosity subtle.

"And why are you suddenly curious?" She asked skeptically.

"Well, it's just that he sometimes seems like a lone soul," I laughed, though it came out sounding nervous. "So, I got curious."

She paused for a moment, as if recollecting her memories in one place. "I'm not entirely sure, but I heard from your Dad that he had a serious relationship in the past. After it ended on a bad note, he never pursued relationships again."

"What else do you know?"

"That's all I know. Every time I asked your Dad, he said it's a long story," She shrugged. "Besides, this wedding is the only event where I've seen Jacob, so I haven't had the curiosity to pester Samuel further. Although hearing a little story would have been interesting, you know, your dad can be so boring sometimes."

"Oh, I see," I replied before shifting my focus back to the plate full of pancakes drowning in chocolate syrup that Clara had made for me.

So...Jacob went through a heartbreak.

A few minutes passed as I delved deeper into my thoughts. Suddenly, the sound of the chair beside me being pulled interrupted my contemplation.

"Hello, ladies," Jacob's face greeted my view as he sat beside me; Dad followed suit, taking the chair beside Clara across from us.

"I must say, you look in a really good mood today." There was a hint of suspicion in his voice, causing me to drop my fork onto the plate.

"Dad, what's wrong with you? If I'm in a bad mood, you have a problem, and if I'm not in a good mood, you still have a problem!"

"No, my problem is that you've started having these odd mood swings all of a sudden." He quirked an eyebrow. "Is this about any guy?"

My cheeks burned red, and my eyes widened in shock. "Dad!" Disbelief screamed through my voice.

just asking," he

of course, he would find it amusing because he knew the truth, and he also knew that I couldn't tell Dad the truth. "Why don't you just keep your stupid questions to

to know what's going on with my daughter," he said, crossing his arms over his chest. "It's my

had to wrestle the smile that fought to

his suspicion wasn't a risk. If he

is going on. I just had a good sleep. That's

convincing, but still not

I don't care! Just let me

on my cheeks because the reason behind my good mood

effect Jacob had on me, yet paradoxically, I

mouth once again. Knowing him so well, I knew he wasn't going to let it slide

squinted his eyes at me as if

God,

you see how red she's gotten?" He shot me a glance, a mischievous smirk tugging at the corner

This man...

knew exactly how to get on my

Dad mused to himself,

this

man," I flashed Dad a

Jacob genuinely shocked by my response, yet there was curiosity

I suppose I shouldn't be surprised. Dad had a knack for taking things too literally. I couldn't believe that he failed

said is the truth but somewhat opting for my usual sarcasm. Nevertheless, Dad was not supposed to question

idea of finding out the identity of my supposed fling, you'd be able to solve the puzzle on your own," I replied, a hint of exasperation

time Clara did me the

away this time," Dad retorted

yourself. I'm not answering them!"

evident in his tone as he looked at Dad and then at me. His gaze lingered on me for the longest time. "You both should take a break and

pushing a can of orange

he was right. My throat felt

gaze as I took the can and gulped down the juice, but

climbed onto his bed, causing him to fall back with a thud, clearly surprised by my sudden visit to his room at this hour.

so much fun when Dad was giving me a hard time, weren't

help it," he laughed at my expression, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Samuel wasn't bluffing. What

best friend is the man

know that revealing our relationship is the last thing you

I

He took advantage of my loosened hold on his jaw and flipped us before he pressed me against the bed with his hands on my hips and my legs trapped between

to claim you in every way possible." He whispered into my ear

let him turn me on when I was here to teach him