My Dad's Bestfriend

Chapter 26 No Resistance

Jacob

As I watched her walk out of the hall, a sudden wave of unrest washed over me. It was so damn hard, sitting there and trying to find an excuse to go after her. I was fucked up in more ways than one.

I knew she was struggling. It wasn't easy for her to simply forget everything and act normal. Samuel, being more mature and having experienced the world to a greater extent, could perhaps let go of his past and not care as much. But for Evelyn, it wasn't that simple. Her entire childhood had been shaped by her mother's absence, and she had adapted by learning to despise her presence.

I had witnessed her struggle to accept the notion of letting go, to release the grudges that had caused so many obstacles in her life. But it was true that she needed time.

We couldn't expect her to suddenly be okay and return to normal overnight.

On the other hand, As Evelyn made her exit, all the colours vanished from Danica's face. I could see the desperate need in her eyes to have a conversation with her daughter. She longed to reach out to Evelyn, to bridge the gap that had formed between them. Perhaps Evelyn wasn't fully aware of what had transpired between Danica and Samuel all those years ago.

Even if she was, it would have been difficult for an eight-year-old to comprehend the complexities of a relationship and the reasons behind growing apart.

"Um... shall I?" I cleared my throat, gesturing with my index finger towards the exit. I hoped that my message would be understood without me having to explain further, as my own legs were already primed to follow in that direction.

I wanted my Evelyn to be close to me again. The last thing I wanted was to leave her alone in the midst of such a difficult situation.

"Yes, please," Clara spoke up before Samuel could say a word.

Before I had the chance to say anything else in response, I found myself rushing out of the hall with great speed.

My sudden movement might have seemed suspicious, but at that moment, it was the least of my concerns. Every fibre of my being was consumed by thoughts of Evelyn, and what made it even more complicated? She was my best friend's daughter.

It took me mere seconds to spot her, her long dark hair gently swaying in the breeze near the pool area. She stood there, arms crossed over her chest, her gaze fixed upon the clouds in the sky, as if she didn't truly belong in this place. Even from the distance between us, I could sense the distant expression on her face.

Without hesitation, I walked up to her, grabbed her arm, and turned her around. Our chests collided, and a soft gasp escaped her lips.

"You know what?" I said, pressing her gently against me. "Someday, you're going to be the reason for my heart attack."

as she

nuts, damn woman. You are making me crazy and it's fucking

to stop as I ravished her mouth,

us," Pulling

a fuck." I smashed

she stopped her attempts and eventually gave in, allowing me to slide my tongue

thrill ran all over me. She was like a drug, addicting to the point where

over me- She could bloody destroy me and yet I wouldn't say a word. The desire for her ran in my veins. The craving for her

it did not matter if it meant

*****

Evelyn

a permanent smile etched on my face since morning. Not only did it improve my mood, but it also had a ripple effect on my father, easing his and

were mysteriously absent for now,

and doing nasty in one of many rooms in my

because my dear Jacob seemed to relish keeping

Well, forget it!

I immersed myself in the atmosphere of the party, savouring every moment like everyone else. Jacob stood across from

clear of any intense conversations with my mother, sparing myself from being overwhelmed by conflicting emotions. This allowed me to fully

was filled with a plethora of explicit fantasies, each one more tantalising than the last. But amidst the barrage of lustful

more than to straddle it.

undressed me with his eyes, piece by piece, sending shivers down my spine in a matter of seconds.

risks. Unexpectedly, however, this dress seemed to captivate his attention, as if he could see right through it, and I sensed an untamed desire brewing

I slowly turned around, sweeping my

low growl reverberating in his chest.

of wine, knowing that my dad was too preoccupied with attending to the guests to notice me. It always amazed me how well he knew this eclectic group of people and their names. "Hey, Evelyn," a sudden

turned to see Jack

I greeted

would have a fit if he caught you," he

notice, and who would tell him anyway? Especially not you," I snickered, resting my elbows on the metal edge of the bar. My gaze involuntarily shifted to Jacob, but his intense stare remained fixed, as if he