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.

I was just asking," he

find it amusing because he knew the truth, and

daughter," he said, crossing his

burst out laughing, and I had to wrestle the smile that fought to curve

that didn't mean his suspicion wasn't a risk. If he started becoming observant, both Jacob and I would

a good sleep. That's

but still not

I don't care! Just let me have my pancakes, I'm hungry!"

the reason behind my good mood was right beside me, and his lingering gaze made it nearly impossible to keep my

despised the effect Jacob had on me, yet paradoxically, I loved it at

was obvious that Dad couldn't resist opening his mouth once again. Knowing him so well, I knew he wasn't

hiding," he squinted his

I swear to God, if you don't stop

girl alone," Jacob chuckled, coming to my rescue. "Can't you see how red she's gotten?" He shot me a glance, a mischievous smirk tugging at the corner of

This man...

how to get on my

about a boy..." Dad

fucked this whole

a man. I've found a very handsome and hot man," I flashed Dad a sarcastic smile, and a frown settled on his

by my response, yet there was

the sarcasm in my voice. I couldn't believe he failed to catch on, but I suppose I shouldn't be surprised. Dad had a knack for taking

what I've actually said is the truth but somewhat opting for my usual

since you're so intrigued with the 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

Clara did me the favour of shutting his mouth. "Enough,

help won't let her get away this time," Dad retorted in a

dumb questions to yourself. I'm not answering them!" I

guys, I think the fifteen-minute duration of your regular argument is now over," Jacob finally spoke, amusement 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

a can of orange juice my

My throat felt as

my hard gaze as I took the can and gulped down the juice, but I couldn't help but notice the amusement

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

so much fun when Dad was giving me a hard time, weren't you?" I accused,

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

man I've been

"I know that revealing our relationship is the last thing

we?" I quirked

hold on his jaw and flipped us before he pressed me against the bed

yours, little girl. It makes me want to claim you in every way possible." He

damn! I could not let him turn me on when I was here to teach him a