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FALLING FOR MY BEST FRIEND'S FATHER CHAPTER 90:
Outside, Emma could hear Marcus’s footsteps on the gravel, the distant creak of the gate to the back garden, the particular silence that meant he was walking the perimeter of the property the way he did when he needed somewhere to put something too large to keep inside.Emma did not watch from the window.She continued reading her book.Or she held her book and sat very still and told herself that she had done nothing wrong. That she had been honest, which was the only thing she knew how to be. That if he needed to walk the garden and hold his walls up with both hands, that was his choice to make.That she was fine. Twenty minutes.Forty. An hour.The gravel had long gone silent. The house was quiet in that dense, particular way that made her think of held breath and loaded questions and the moment before a storm commits to itself.Emma turned a page, she was about to read. And then she felt it — the change in the air.The way a room shifts when someone is standing in it who wasn't th
FALLING FOR MY BEST FRIEND'S FATHER CHAPTER 90:
Outside, Emma could hear Marcus’s footsteps on the gravel, the distant creak of the gate to the back garden, the particular silence that meant he was walking the perimeter of the property the way he did when he needed somewhere to put something too large to keep inside.Emma did not watch from the window.She continued reading her book.Or she held her book and sat very still and told herself that she had done nothing wrong. That she had been honest, which was the only thing she knew how to be. That if he needed to walk the garden and hold his walls up with both hands, that was his choice to make.That she was fine. Twenty minutes.Forty. An hour.The gravel had long gone silent. The house was quiet in that dense, particular way that made her think of held breath and loaded questions and the moment before a storm commits to itself.Emma turned a page, she was about to read. And then she felt it — the change in the air.The way a room shifts when someone is standing in it who wasn't th
FALLING FOR MY BEST FRIEND'S FATHER CHAPTER 90:
Outside, Emma could hear Marcus’s footsteps on the gravel, the distant creak of the gate to the back garden, the particular silence that meant he was walking the perimeter of the property the way he did when he needed somewhere to put something too large to keep inside.Emma did not watch from the window.She continued reading her book.Or she held her book and sat very still and told herself that she had done nothing wrong. That she had been honest, which was the only thing she knew how to be. That if he needed to walk the garden and hold his walls up with both hands, that was his choice to make.That she was fine. Twenty minutes.Forty. An hour.The gravel had long gone silent. The house was quiet in that dense, particular way that made her think of held breath and loaded questions and the moment before a storm commits to itself.Emma turned a page, she was about to read. And then she felt it — the change in the air.The way a room shifts when someone is standing in it who wasn't th
FALLING FOR MY BEST FRIEND'S FATHER CHAPTER 89:
Emma didn't complain, she didn't say a word.She was watching Marcus face, and she felt it — a hairline crack running quietly through her chest, the way ice splits before it breaks, slow and inevitable and silent. She'd asked the question because she needed the answer. Because after tonight, after his hand around hers, after the almost-kiss in the cold, after everything he'd said on this porch — she needed to know if she was standing on solid ground or the edge of a cliff.His jaw tightened. His eyes didn't leave hers. Ten seconds. Fifteen.The crack deepened. And then—"No."One word. Barely above a whisper.She exhaled. But he wasn't finished.He looked at her with something painful and certain in his expression, the face of a man who'd just picked up a live wire and couldn't put it down."No." He said it again, slower. "That's exactly the problem."The silence after that was nothing like the comfortable silence from before.This one had edges.Emma stood at the railing and looked
FALLING FOR MY BEST FRIEND'S FATHER CHAPTER 88:
Emma was almost inside when she heard him behind her."Emma." She quickly turned.He was standing in the driveway, keys in his hand, the porch light throwing shadows across his face. He looked like a man who had said nothing all night because he was saving it, hoarding it, waiting for the right moment to use it like a blade."That house," he said. "The cliffside one."She waited.His eyes held hers across the dark."I designed it three years ago." A pause. "Before I had the client. Before I had any reason to build it." Another pause, longer this time, heavier. "I designed it for someone I hadn't met yet."The night air sat between them, perfectly still."Go to sleep, Marcus," she said softly.She started moving, going inside. She looked back, and he was still standing.She leaned her back against the closed door in the dark hallway, pressed both hands flat against the wood, and listened to the silence on the other side.He didn't leave for a very long time.As she stays there looking
FALLING FOR MY BEST FRIEND'S FATHER CHAPTER 87:
"That's exactly what the client said." Emma's voice was low. "Word for word, Emma. That's the exact phrase she used when she handed me the brief."Emma felt something shift in the air between them, something that had no name yet but was gathering weight."Coincidence," she said.He didn't answer. He just kept looking at her.She looked away first.Marcus steps closer and brushes her back softly with a smile. But Lily pretended as if she didn't hear it.Following the quietness of the house all afternoon, Marcus grabbed her hand and dragged her to the car. Emma couldn't protest; she never drew back. She just followed quietly.“Let go and have dinner.” He said, as she nodded.They drove to a nearby restaurant. Somewhere between Marcus fixing the porch light and Emma reheating leftover soup, they had both arrived at the same uncomfortable realization — there was no reason not to go out."It's just dinner," Marcus said, pulling on his jacket."Obviously," Emma said, not looking at him.T
FALLING FOR MY BEST FRIEND'S FATHER CHAPTER 24:
Emma's reflection in the window glass looked different now. Stronger. More certain.She'd given Marcus what he asked for tonight—she'd left when he told her to. But that didn't mean she was giving up. It didn't mean she was walking away from this feeling, from this connection that had turned her en
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But Marcus pretended as if he was not worried about it. "I have to get to the office," Marcus said abruptly, already turning toward his study. "Important meeting. I'll be late tonight.""Dad, it's Saturday," Lily protested."Can't be helped. Work emergency." He disappeared into his study without an
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Marcus hesitated. "I'm falling in love with you." Marcus's voice was steady now, sure. "I've been falling since the day you stepped into this house. Every day, a little more. And it terrifies me because I've never felt anything close to this before.""I'm falling in love with you, too," Emma breath
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“How long will you continue with this?” Emma asked as she moved away from Marcus.She wrapped her arms around herself, suddenly cold despite the warm night air. "We only need to tell her. So we could make her understand—""Understand what?" Marcus's eyes flashed. "That while she was away at school,
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