Todos os capítulos de Yearning for My Friend's Dad: Capítulo 21 - Capítulo 30

Scott’s POVI couldn’t believe Eva had the nerve to show up like that. No one likes running into an ex, let alone having your ex-wife show up suddenly when on vacation, even if it was mostly a business trip. It wasn’t like Eva and I were good friends or even on great terms. I divorced her for a reason.On top of it, she thought she could treat Rory like shit. I felt terrible about how Rory was treated. The things Eva had said to her and accused her of were horrible. I hated seeing her spoken to in that way. It wasn’t fair and she didn’t deserve it.My mind continued to drift to Rory. I only half-listened as one of the executives of my company discussed projected outcomes and audience demographics. Instead, my focus was diverted to thoughts of my daughter’s best friend, our time together plagued my memories. I was constantly thinking of the way she felt beneath my hands and lips. There was more to her than that. She was smart and kind. I had seen her be a great friend and a posit

Rory’s POVI was already tired and exhausted. I wanted to stay asleep and skip everything, but I couldn’t because I had to face the last man I wanted to see.“Oh look who it is,” came a snarky, high-pitched voice. I looked over to see that Justin was with his latest girlfriend, Nicola. “It’s your sad ex-girlfriend. Maybe we should get away from her. We don’t want to flaunt our new love in front of her.” Nicola couldn’t even get through the entire phrase without laughing.Justin gave me a smug smile and kept his hand locked with Nicola. “This is what happens, Rory, when you let a good man like me go. I hope you weren’t expecting that I would stay single and wait for you to wise up,” Justin shot over his shoulder. I rolled my eyes. “Nicola, I have to commend you on your strong ability to pick up trash. That’s definitely something I lack,” I said sarcastically. Nicola looked at me for a long moment, clearly not understanding. I rolled my eyes again and walked directly to my c

Rory’s POV"I trust you. Can we leave the past behind?" I asked as Scott took my hand and we left the club. We returned to the suburban villa, where I had the most comforting sleep ever.I woke up feeling better rested than I had in a while. I turned to the other side of the bed to find it was empty. A small pang rose in me. “Good morning, beautiful,” Scott called. I turned in the direction of his voice and saw him standing by the doorway holding two hot mugs.“I wasn’t sure how you like it, so I left it black but I can get you cream and sugar.” Scott handed me one of the mugs and I took it gratefully. “Usually I take cream,” I said, holding the mug in both hands and enjoying the warmth. “Cream it is,” he said. “If you’re hungry, I’m making some omelets.” The mention of food made me realize how hungry I truly was. I threw off the covers and followed him out into the kitchen. I sat at the table and watched him cook. He was better at it than I would have thought. I r

Rory’s POV“What?” I felt stunned. I could hardly process what she had said. I felt like a little girl again and despite all her problems and issues, I didn’t want to lose my mom. “I’m sorry, Rory, I thought about calling but I wasn’t sure you would listen to me. I just got diagnosed last week. I didn’t know where else to go.” I moved aside from the door and gestured for her to come in. “Are you sure?” she asked hesitantly. I nodded. “Please, come on. I can’t leave you out there like that. But listen to me, you can not do drugs in my apartment. Okay?” I kept my eyes locked on her until she nodded. “I only have one bedroom here, but I have an air mattress I can blow up for the living room.” “Thank you, sweetie. Anything is fine.” “Are you hungry? I can make us something,” I said with a sigh. I headed into the kitchen and started looking around at the food I had. It wasn’t much. I settled on making grilled cheese sandwiches with tea. “So how bad is it?” I asked, prepping t

Scott’s POVI watched as Rory sat at the desk with a mess of papers in front of her. She looked so studious going over all her work and information. “What are you working on over there, sweetie?” I asked, popping another grape into my mouth. Rory looked up at me for only the briefest of moments before looking back down. “I’m working on this dual program that my friend Zoe talked to me about. She said it was possible to do a master's program with credits that apply to a doctorate that includes a study abroad portion. I’m doing my homework and looking over my academic portfolio and sending it to my counselor for consideration.” I was a little surprised but mostly impressed with her tenacity and determination. She pulled out a few textbooks and started going over more answers as she reviewed assignments on the computer. She was beyond brilliant, and I loved that about her. I watched her work as I continued to put together other work that I had for clients and grading papers. I