My Dad's Bestfriend

Chapter 250

Sienna

I hadn't gotten ready like he'd ordered me to over the phone-and why would I? I wasn't about to let that asshole win, no matter what had happened between us.

So here I was, trying to bury myself in a book. Mom always used books to distract herself, so I figured I could too. Except it wasn't working for me the way it did for her. My eyes glazed over the words, but my brain refused to quiet.

By the time I was halfway down the fifth page, Mom's voice echoed from downstairs.

"Evelyn, come here!"

"Why?" I shouted back.

"Just come here. You'll see."

With a sigh, I dropped the book and dragged myself down the stairs-only to freeze at the bottom.

Alex stood at the doorway. Roses in his hand. A smile on his face. Not his usual cocky smirk, but a real, genuine smile.

"Ma'am, you're even prettier than Jacob described," he said warmly, handing her the bouquet. "Pretty flowers for a pretty lady."

Mom laughed, actually laughed, before ruffling his hair like he was some kind of adorable boy. "What a charmer!" She pinched his cheek, giggling. "Come inside."

I wanted to roll my eyes into another dimension.

He stepped in like he owned the place, and Mom beamed as if she'd just adopted him. "So, you're Alex, huh? My husband talks about you all the time. I can't believe I'm finally meeting you."

"The pleasure's mine, Evelyn," he said smoothly, his voice dripping with sincerity. "Jacob's told me so much about you."

"And you wouldn't believe how much I've heard about you," Mom chuckled. "Now let me call your friend. She's probably upstairs, tossing and turning on the bed for no reason. Her favorite pastime."

Her eyes shot wide as she turned and spotted me.

"Tossing and turning on the bed?" I arched a brow. "Seriously, Mom?"

a slip of the tongue. Didn't mean to expose your little

"Mom!" I gasped, mortified.

cut through, smooth but laced with something sharper when our eyes locked. Trouble. That was the look. So much trouble waiting for me. "Why aren't you ready yet? Weren't we

at my sides, standing rigid on the

wasn't going anywhere near him-because that would only raise suspicion. And given the timing-my boyfriend cheating

not feeling well," I said, forcing my voice sweet. "Maybe another

Alex could even respond. "He came all the way here to pick you up. How

"But Mom-"

gentleman he wasn't. "If she doesn't want to, it's fine. I'll take her

asshole was even better at

go." Mom folded her arms, decisive. "She needs fresh air anyway.

are you making it your business?" I snapped,

mother. And

cocky, just amused. Enjoying every

I hissed, spinning on my heel. I stomped back

have to get ready after

mother had made it

***

I snapped as I reluctantly slid into his car. "How could you just fucking

to drag you out of

creepy as hell,

Grayson when you're trying to

fucking dreams." I scoffed,

but his eyes flicked toward me instead. Then, leaning in, he reached across the console. His cologne hit me first-clean, sharp intoxicating.

put on your seatbelt, Flower," he murmured, tugging the strap across my chest and clicking it into place. His knuckles grazed my arm, and for a split second, our

close. Way

lips, his breathing roughening yet instead of giving in, he pulled back slowly, turning his attention to the steering wheel like nothing had

going," he

out a laugh. "The sooner we start this, the sooner

go home."

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255