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,"

the corner of my eye, I could see Jacob trying to hide his laughter behind his hand. Well, 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

what's going on with my daughter," he said,

out laughing, and I had to wrestle the smile that

a risk. If he started becoming observant,

had a good sleep. That's it!" I emphasised, hoping to

convincing, but still not

care! Just let me have my pancakes, I'm

that, it triggered an annoying blush to rise on my cheeks because the reason behind my good mood was right

the effect Jacob had on me, yet paradoxically, I loved

his mouth once again. Knowing him so well, I knew he

be something you're hiding," he squinted his eyes at me as if

I swear to God,

how red she's

This man...

to get on my nerves. He was playing

about a boy..." Dad mused to

fucked this whole situation up

I flashed Dad a sarcastic

I could see Jacob genuinely shocked by my response, yet there was curiosity

Dad asked, seemingly oblivious to 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 things too literally. I couldn't believe that he failed to catch the sarcasm in

I've actually said is the truth but somewhat opting for my usual sarcasm. Nevertheless, Dad was not supposed

supposed fling, you'd be able to solve the puzzle on your own," I

Clara did me the favour of shutting his mouth. "Enough, Samuel. Don't trouble

her get away this

yourself. I'm not answering them!" I glared

he looked at Dad and then at me. His gaze lingered on me for the longest time. "You both should take a

me, still wearing a frown, before pushing a can of orange juice my way. "Here,

throat felt as dry as a

down the juice, but I couldn't help but

chest as I climbed onto 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 to come here than midnight? There was

me a hard time, weren't you?" I

at my expression, a mischievous glint

I had told him the truth, that his best friend is the man I've been involved with?" I

lips. "I know that revealing our relationship is the

I quirked an

too well," 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

It makes me want to claim you in every

not let him turn me on