My Dad's Bestfriend

Chapter 31 Enamoured

Evelyn

Morning arrived sooner than expected, as the sun's gentle rays permeated the room through a slender gap in the curtains, caressing my face. Instinctively, I sought refuge in the warmth of Jacob's neck, eliciting a playful chuckle that assured me of his wakefulness.

"So you're awake," I mumbled, my voice laden with fatigue and grogginess.

How could I possibly summon any energy when Jacob had effortlessly drained every ounce of it from me the night before? My lower abdomen still throbbed, a testament to his unwavering vigour. The man was made of steel....everywhere.

"Yeah, I've been up for a while," he replied, tenderly tracing small circles on my back while planting kisses on my shoulder.

"Aren't you tired?"

I was genuinely curious. How could I feel utterly depleted while he radiated tenfold more energy, considering he had been the one responsible for our passionate escapades?

"That's the complete opposite of how I'm feeling right now," he snickered. "How can anyone be tired after such an incredible night?"

"But why do I feel so fucking tired?" I queried, lifting my gaze to meet him. Damn, he was breathtaking.

"Because—while it's true that I was the one exerting the effort, it was upon you that I bestowed it..." He paused momentarily, mischief flickering in his emerald eyes, "Oh, my apologies, beloved. I haven't worked on you; I've worked inside you. Would you like me to show you the exact spot?"

He attempted to move his hand towards my bottom, but I grabbed it soon as I could, stopping him halfway from his misdeed.

"Don't you dare." I glared at him.

There was no way in hell I was going to let him touch me right now. If he did, I knew without a doubt that all my self-control would crumble, and the consequences would be an intensification of the agony coursing through my body and my insides.

Jacob laughed, fully aware of my reasons. How could he not? Both he and I remembered every intricate detail of last night, and if it weren't for this relentless pain that sent electric shocks through me with every second, I would be the one seducing him right now.

There was no denying his prowess in the bedroom; it was fair to say he had kept me up for nearly the entire night.

"Okay, I won't," he assured me, pulling me closer and rubbing my back, as if trying to help me find solace, "Do you need Advil? I can get it for you."

"No, don't worry. The pain will fade away soon," I replied, snuggling even closer to his body, relishing in his comforting warmth, "What you can do is stay with me a little while longer."

"Your wish is my command," he said with a smile, pressing a gentle kiss on my lips, "What are your plans for the day?"

"Do I look like I'm allowed to make separate plans when it's none other than your best friend, AKA my dad, getting married?"

"I could help you."

"What's the catch?"

Reading Jacob was effortless for me. It was astonishing how quickly I had come to understand him. I could effortlessly discern his thoughts before they even left his lips. He was like an open book, though there were moments when he stood as the most enigmatic person I had ever encountered.

of colours, and I was

and I could spend some uninterrupted time together," he whispered in my ear, sending delightful goosebumps cascading

deciding to play his game as I brushed my hand over his abs, venturing

his jaw clenched. There was an oddly satisfying allure in how

said it a thousand times, but I'll

matter how frequently I voiced this sentiment, it would never alter the truth

spoke, his tone both seductive and serious, "I'm quite

were the one who initiated

to it right now," he chuckled, his

isn't fair. You can't always win arguments by resorting to... to these

you're accusing me of

I nodded, "You are

was your 'fake boyfriend of the day,' calling me a coward, and countless other foolish things, all leading up to making me lose every ounce of self-control I had," he

was utterly hilarious. I had certainly gone to extreme lengths to push him over the edge. But I

for calling you those things, but you can't really blame

he slipped his hands around my hips and brought me closer to his body, "And now I'm planning to stretch

my

just did not do that....he just....fuck,

sheer disbelief

to inform you of my plans beforehand so that you can be prepared?" He feigned innocence, but the smirk playing at the corner of his

something

know or perhaps conveniently forgetting is that our little escape plan might not work. I already have some explaining to do because we both disappeared from the party yesterday. If I reveal the true reason, we'll be in the midst of a full-blown war," I explained, "Without giving him a solid set of reasons that aren't suspicious, my dad will be on my tail like a ghost." "Don't worry. I've already prepared some explanations. All you need to do is narrate," he said, tapping my nose

"Where?!"

somewhere far from this so-called

stupid. My dad's choice is

that Samuel can be a bit clueless at times. How did he manage to include everything imaginable

gym nearby our house, although this mansion is an exception, built in the middle of nowhere. Even the closest gym would take at least half an hour

tugged at his lips, thinking

got out of touch, including you.

my business and he was occupied with his. And, of course, let's not forget how he managed to scare away your dates," he chuckled, his expression quickly fading into a blank canvas as he gently pushed me onto

me is, did you just indirectly call me that green monster?" He arched an eyebrow, and damn, he looked

that. I must say, Mr Jacob Adriano, you've sculpted yourself in a way that no woman can take her eyes off you once they lay their gaze upon you." I wrapped my hand around his neck and pulled him in for

that just moments ago he was

away, evading his attempt to seal my lips

betrayed

clearing my throat. "You're not getting a

palpable, and I couldn't help but enjoy getting under

"Because I said so."

skillfully evaded his advance. It was

won't give