All Chapters of My Bestfriend’s Father: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

AndreAs soon as Leila left, I let out a slew of expletives that were on the tip of my tongue, resisting the urge to slam several files off my desk and onto the floor.Fuck!How the hell did she find out about Brittney?My mind went to Claire but that's impossible.Claire hated Leila the moment the truth came out and she found out that her mother had cheated, effectively breaking up the family.But still…This is a new setback that I didn't see coming.I bluffed back then.Brittney and I started hanging out long before I filed the divorce papers…and also before she was 18.If either the court or Leila finds out about this, everything I have worked for would go up in smoke.Cutting into my thoughts, the intercom blared.I stabbed a button with more force than was required. “DeMarco.”“Mr Harvey is right outside for you. Can I send him in?” Keisha asked, well aware of what my answer would be.“Yes, please.” I ended the call immediately, shaking off my mood.I needed to have my wits abo

BrittneyThe car rolled up to the restaurant that Andre had picked out, and amid the elegant, thousand-dollar suits, diamond-encrusted jewelry, and flashy cars, I felt painfully out of place.Rushing out of the cab, I muttered my thanks, quickly paying him before I walked up the steps to the restaurant.The security guard nodded to me, but I was stopped by the head waiter, who had on a polite smile and a tablet in his hand.“Good evening ma'am, welcome to La’Champagne. Do you have a reservation and if you do, what name is it under?” The questions came out in rapid succession.My mind went blank and I stared at her, slightly confused.What reservation?Before I could respond though, a hand came around my waist, Andre's familiar cologne wafting around me like a gentle caress. “She's with me, Blake.”The head waiter blushed, her attention sliding to Andre. “Oh, I'm so sorry sir. I had no idea she was with you. I apologize for the delay.”“It's fine.” Andre pulled me even closer to his si

BrittneyBefore Andre, I never really thought much about sex.Like most girls, I got my virginity taken care of as soon as possible but I never found it particularly enjoyable…for me, anyways.I later realised that I hadn't found the right guy.The first time Andre and I had sex, I orgasmed so hard that I blacked out, regaining consciousness several minutes later.Not only was he skilled with his body but he was particular about ensuring that the experience was enjoyable to his partner.Ever since then, I understood why women went crazy about having sex and also, looking towards it.Which was why when Andre pulled back, grew sad.I sat up immediately, my sexy pose forgotten. “What's….what's wrong? Don't you wanna-”I cut myself off, an awful thought sneaking into my mind.Does he no longer find me find attractive?Or the forbidden appeal that drew him to me, gone now that Claire had found out about us…I was quickly going down the rabbit hole when he spoke.“I want you to strip for m

Brittney Doing the walk of shame in freezing weather wasn't only liberating but empowering …in a weird way. On my home, I couldn't stop thinking over Claire's words and no matter how harsh they were they were, I couldn't deny that a part of it is true. Andre and I had no future together despite how much I desperately wanted to believe otherwise. It's like those were the words I needed to hear to snap out of whatever this is. My phone buzzed against my thigh for the tenth time, and once again, I ignored it. I don't want to speak to Andre until I had made a solid decision and there is no way I can do that if he's feeding me with bullshit. Almost immediately after my phone rang, it picked up again, distracting me. “Urgh, what the hell?!” I huffed, pulling the phone out of my pocket but instead of Andre's name flashing past the screen, it belonged to someone else that I didn't want to talk to. Bethany. Bethany Moss is a sophomore at our school just like I and Claire. We hit it o

BrittneyAlmost immediately, I recoiled, creating space between us. “I'm single because I chose to be.”Since I needed to be busy with my hands, I picked up the mug, pretending to take a sip. “Hmm, this tastes good, what'd you put in here?”“A special blend of mine with chamomile and some tea leaves.” The swarmy smile on his face only served to give me the creeps.I kept reminding myself why I was here. “Oh? And how did you come about it?”“My grandmother.” He replied, moving closer. “Don't try to change the subject, I want to know more about you.”Adam picked his lips as he practically devoured my chest with his eyes.Shit, shit, shit!I have to do something, small talk just won't cut it anymore.If I don't create a diversion, I'm quite sure that Adam will want to touch me and if he does, I'll most certainly throw up.“You're right, enough talking.” I grinned, setting the mug down. I moved closer enough to touch him but far enough to pull away, trailing a finger down his chest. “Why