All Chapters of In Bed With Daddy’s Best Friend : Chapter 301 - Chapter 310

We all looked at our watches and phones at the same time, as if we needed to confirm with her the time. At that moment, there was a silent acknowledgment between everyone. I tossed the clothes I was still holding, onto a rack by the changing room for the employees to sort through while everyone else hurried to the checkout counter to finish paying for the clothes they had picked out.I met everyone outside in front of the store, still trying to catch my breath. While most days it would have been ok to take our time leaving the store, the rehearsal wasn't something we could be late for. We had a specific block of time for it, before the area would be opened back up to the public. At that point, it would be easier to just play pretend in the ballroom at the resort instead of outside.Unlike yesterday when we had the limo, today our rides involved an oversized white van that Amanda's mom drove. It wasn't exactly cost-efficient to spend the entire week going around in a limo with a person

JAREDI sipped on my drink as everyone yelled at one another from across the table. The smell of salt was still fresh on our clothes and the itchiness of the sand wasn’t improving my mood. They managed to fit me next to Maurice while the rest of the wedding party sat toward the other end of the table.The restaurant was busier than we all expected. It wasn’t exactly my choice of meal for a dinner. I would have covered everyone, but once again, Mandi refused to let me do anything. If it were any other day, I would have ignored her requests, but this was her friend’s wedding. Not mine. Instead, they chose a more affordable place that was a combination of a hibachi and buffet-style place I had never been to. I couldn't even recall the name of the restaurant since my focus was mostly on Kim.Mandi and Kim sat together with the rest of the bridesmaids and Amanda, while the groomsmen sat on the other side. At least they were mindful of sitting them separately. Still, seeing the one groomsma

"Jared," she whispered in a low tone. "Please." Something in her voice made me shiver in excitement.I moved my other hand to her breast and gently squeezed, "I want you," I growled. My desire for her was overtaking my mind. I couldn’t ignore the fact that we were still in public, but I also wanted to feel all of her then and now. The lights were going dark. No one would see us if we were careful and quick. And yet the logical part of my brain fought for control and stopped me from going too far."Kim?” Mandi called out from the restaurant."Shit," Kim cursed and pulled away. She gave me one final smirk and wink, "Perhaps we can continue this another time?" She leaned in and kissed me on the cheek, "I can't wait for us to have some more time to ourselves without interruptions." She stood up and adjusted her clothes. "Coming!" Kim ran around the corner and disappeared into the setting light of the sun."Where've you been? Everyone was looking for you when you said you were going to the

"Can I just be a full-time traveler?"We both chuckled at the absurdity. Not like Mandi could fully relate to the idea of wondering about her next paycheck. She had a lot in savings and a leg-up financially, compared to most people. For me, I had my dad to help, but nothing like Mandi. If she wanted to somehow travel full-time, I had no doubt she could accomplish it. It wasn't like I was jealous, but I was definitely envious."Maybe we can do it together?"I raised a brow."You know, like those content creators do. Travel the world making videos and taking photos of each other and making money from it.""And where am I going to get the funds to start that?""Good point," Mandi pursed her lips and stared up at the ceiling again. "Well, do you like doing computer stuff?""Like coding? No, I know nothing about that."She closed her eyes and let out a low humming sound. She looked so much like Jared doing that. She had the same features and the creasing around her forehead, when she was d

JAREDI set my phone up to screencast on the TV and stood in front of the large spectacled woman who was beaming up at me. She was adorable, like a doll with the freckles on her cheeks and the tight curls that created a sort of halo around her dark skin. But it was her brain and professionalism that I appreciated the most."So, which do you think?"I put the black polo shirt up to my chest."This one?"I shifted to a white button-up."Or this one?"She scrunched her nose and typed something on her computer, "There's a store nearby that sells ready-made clothes that might be better suited." She cleared her throat. "I can order something and have it delivered to your room before the dinner.""Let's do that then. Oh!" I snapped my fingers, "Make sure it gives me that look of being 'young' and not too stuffy. I don't want to stand out against the bride and groom, but I don't need to be frumpy either."She chuckled, "I think if you keep saying stuffy and frumpy you might hurt your chances