My Dad's Bestfriend

Chapter 36 Rendezvous In Secrecy

Evelyn

"Whoa, is this yours?" I asked, my eyes locked onto the sleek motor yacht resting gracefully at the marina. It was beautiful. Having ventured on numerous yacht tours due to my father's unwavering affection for coastal areas, I thought I had seen it all. But this vessel was a real beauty.

"No, it's not mine. If you want to see mine, you'll have to accompany me to Italy," he replied, his fingers intertwining with mine as he guided me aboard, "However, for tonight, it belongs to us. I've arranged for its booking."

"Wow, it's absolutely stunning," I marveled, stepping inside, "I've never come across anything quite this beautiful."

"Hey, my yachts are even better," he chuckled, walking towards the bridge, "This was the closest match I could find here."

"Sure thing," I rolled my eyes, trying to get on his nerves as usual, "You talk a big game. I bet your taste isn't that great."

"Careful now, young lady," he said with a sudden change in tone, grabbing my jaw and gently pressing me against the wall. His eyes held a challenge, but there was a hint of amusement as well, like he knew exactly what I was up to, yet opted for the chance to intimidate me.

Holy shit!

His other hand reached out, fingers toying with the hem of my top, "You should already know how good my taste is," he whispered, his lips brushing against my earlobe. "Don't you see yourself in the mirror? What a shame!"

My heart raced, and a subtle blush warmed my cheeks as I tried to stifle a smile, "I'm not falling for your tricks. You can save them for someone else."

He chuckled softly, the sound sending shivers down my spine. "Oh, but you've already fallen, my love. In fact, it happened a long time ago."

I parted my lips, intending to respond, but, unfortunately, no words emerged.

"What? Cat got your tongue?" He grinned, leaning in to pepper my face with kisses. His lips danced from my cheeks to my chin and then my nose. "Hey, cut it out."

"Why? Is someone ticklish?"

"No, I'm not."

"Yes, you are," A mischievous glint sparkled in his eyes as he challenged me, a knowing smile playing on his lips. He leaned in again, this time trailing kisses down my throat.

A gasp escaped my lips as my breath quickened. He held me closer, teasing and playfully nipping at my skin, leaving his marks behind.

"We're going to be late..." I managed to breathe out, my voice tinged with a mix of urgency and reluctance. "You mentioned it's a long journey."

I could feel his reluctance to stop, but eventually, he relented, "Unfortunately, you're right," he sighed, his nose tracing a gentle path along my cheek, "We have to return early, or else your dad will go crazy, and now that your mother's here, she'll be concerned too."

Suddenly a thought hit my mind at the mention of my mother.

That day when she came....Jacob told me a story- one that had quite a different narrative than today's one

something

"What is it?"

the day you were born," I began, "And today you said something different, I can for sure say that, today's one wasn't

lied to me back then?!" My eyes widened in

and nervously scratching the back of his neck. "I just

"Jacob... you..."

late, Evelyn," he hastily moved to start the yacht's engine, "We can

we are talking about now, " And I followed

***

it didn't take me long enough to forgive Jacob for his stupid lies. We had made up pretty quickly, perhaps within five minutes

island in sheer awe. "It's incredibly

adorned the sky above it like scattered glitter, casting a mesmerizing glow. The weather was remarkably pleasant, with gentle breezes caressing my skin as if in a delicate embrace. The moon hung

almost as if something within me has shifted. Was it the serene nature or was it just Jacob?

me, his

seems more secluded than the others nearby," I inquired, stealing

acquainted with this spot because, hopefully within the next three months, it will

jaw practically hit

mine, and it's actually personal. It's not just another real estate venture; The first time when I saw this island, I just knew this had to

I experienced a similar sentiment." A hint of confusion creased his brow,

you mean by

smile that

finger lazily along the side of his face before trailing downward, reaching his chest where I pressed my hand, "there's a man, an Italian man who also happens to be my dad's best friend, unfortunately. The same feeling you have about this island, I can confidently say that I share it with you, because the moment I saw him..." A

their place around my waist, effectively closing the gap between us, "Perhaps, I

"That 'old thing' tends to keep to himself, especially

in closer to my face, "Seems like you're getting out of bounds, young lady. I wonder how I should

appropriately, right? You could easily blend in with the ancient Egyptians," a soft laugh escaped my lips, "Yet here you are, taking advantage of an innocent flower like

you say?" He looked at me, feigning innocence himself, as his eyes widened, "And here I am, the cruel old man?" His lips twitched as if

raised my hands in surrender, knowing that his unpredictability might not bode

now," his voice deepened, a playful glint dancing in his eyes, "An old thing, huh? Let me show you just what this

caution, I

do I always do this

were cut off as I watched him begin to advance. His hands hinted at a tickling assault, or more likely, his probable intention to propel me into the nearby pool.

"Evelyn, wait!"

pool," I sprinted past him, his fingers nearly

catch on quickly," his laughter echoed as I felt his presence hot on my

those long legs of his, he'd have me defeated in no time, and it wouldn't take more than

the bedroom, trying to evade his imminent grasp. He seemed to relish the chase,