Surrendering to my Best Friend's Dad

The door clicks shut behind me as I step into the lavishly decorated room Natasha has insisted is now mine. My eyes dart around, taking in the exquisite furnishings, the plush velvet chaise, the massive four-poster bed with silk sheets. This kind of luxury is foreign to me. I run my fingers along the embroidered throw pillows, inhaling the subtle scent of jasmine in the air. "So, what do you think?" Natasha asks eagerly from the doorway. I turn to face her, still stunned. "It's… incredible. But it's too much, Tash. I can't accept all this."She waves her hand dismissively. "Nonsense. Mi casa es tu casa now. Make yourself at home." I nod hesitantly. Natasha means well, but sometimes her extravagant lifestyle only highlights the vast differences in our upbringings. "Oh, before I forget, there's a gala at the museum on Friday that I must attend. Come with me?" Natasha tilts her head, eyes pleading."Thanks, but no thanks. Not really my scene." I try to keep my tone light. Crowde

*Lexie’s POV*My heart races as the limousine pulls up the winding drive of Noland Reynolds’ sprawling estate. After months of struggling to put the pieces of my life back together, Natasha has finally convinced me to join her at one of her lavish parties.Part of me craves an escape from my daily routine, but another part dreads the scrutiny of Santa Barbara’s elite. Their pitying glances and whispered gossip about who I am and what I am doing here at such a private event.Natasha gives my hand an encouraging squeeze. “You’re going to have a wonderful time. Everyone will be busy, and you will get a chance to meet some people and have fun.”I offer her a wan smile, unconvinced. What I am convinced of, though, is to not become an annoyance in her summer, so I will do my best to really have some fun.The limousine comes to a stop, and my breath catches at the sight before me. Fairy lights illuminate winding cobblestone paths, while strains of classical music float on the night air

The image of Noland's captivating smile lingers, setting my heart ablaze with a mix of emotions, leaving me struggling to focus on the movie playing before me and Natasha. She seems to enjoy it, and I avoid making comments so she doesn’t notice I am not paying attention.No, my attention is on Noland. His touch, the warmth of his breath against my lips, the way his eyes darkened with desire—they haunt my thoughts, igniting a craving I've long denied. I think this all started that night, many years ago, when he held me close to him during that stormy night. The way he made me feel back then, I was never able to find someone that made me feel like that again. Not until now.A knock on the door makes Natasha pause the movie and we both turn to see Noland there. My heart is skipping a beat already.“Good afternoon ladies. How is the movie going?” He says casually.“Hi daddy,” Natasha is back on ‘daddy’ terms with Noland, which means their relationship is well. “The movie is nice, fun a

*Lexie’s POV*The warm sun does little to ease my churning thoughts as I lay out by the pool, the memory of Noland's touch lingering on my skin. How did we let things go so far? Each fleeting caress played on loop, my cheeks burning with shame and arousal in equal measure. Natasha emerges, her laughter shattering my reverie. "Did you see the interview outfit I picked? I want to give them a very good impression of me. Not only looks but also brains, you know what I mean?" She flashes a coy smile, oblivious to the turmoil raging within me. I force a smile, pushing aside the swell of guilt. "You always look stunning. And you irradiate confidence and brains Tash, don’t worry. You got this." "Thank you Lex, you know exactly what to say to cheer me up and give me confidence." Natasha settles into the lounge chair beside me. "So, how was your morning? You disappeared after breakfast, it was just me and daddy. I was looking for you." My pulse quickens at the mention of Noland. Did h

As Natasha and I step into the sunlight, a warm breeze tousling my auburn curls, I can't help but feel invigorated by the vibrant streets of Santa Barbara. The city's opulent charm seems to cast a spell on me, momentarily dulling the tumultuous storm brewing within. Noland stands in the doorway behind us, his imposing frame casting a long shadow onto the cobblestone path."Have a great time at brunch, ladies," he says, his deep voice resonating with an undeniable authority. Unable to resist the magnetic pull of his gaze, I lock eyes with him for a fleeting moment, my heart skipping a beat as a blush creeps up my cheeks. What is it about this man that makes me feel so undone?"Thanks, daddy!" Natasha replies with a playful grin, her blonde locks cascading like a golden waterfall down her back. She links her arm through mine and leads me to the car, then we head to the bustling streets.I feel relaxed as we drive and I don’t even ask Natasha where we are heading, I just enjoy the beau