All Chapters of My Bestfriend’s Father: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

BrittneyMy shoulders were stiff with tension as I walked down the sidewalk, gusts of cold wind cutting at my skin while my jacket flapped around my ankles.What was I thinking?I almost told him about Sam!He may act all nice and sweet but he's a vindictive son of a bitch, not to mention, he's also powerful.If he wanted to, he could take Sam away from meI was so absorbed in my thoughts that I didn't notice what was happening until someone snuck up on me.In one smooth move, they dragged me from the sidewalk and into a darkened alley.Acting on my first instinct, I opened my mouth to scream but then he clamped a big palm over my lips and pressed his body up against mine.Andre's familiar cologne floated up my nostrils, allowing me to relax for the fraction of a second.“Andre, what the hell?” I hissed, bucking against his hold. “Let me out of here.”Resting his forehead on mine, I felt his move. “Honestly, Brittney, I'm tired of letting you walk away.”And then he kissed me.This ki

BrittneyTwo days quickly pass by as I get swamped with work, and at each opportunity, I get reminded of Claire, but I didn't take her up on her offer.I don't trust her and I don't believe her stumbling into my company was a mistake.Till I figure that out, my plan was to avoid her as much as I could.Or so I hoped…until I stumbled upon her hiding by the corner of the elevator.“I'm leaving!” I called out to Katrina, hiking my bag up on my shoulder. “I'll be back soon.”My heels clicking on the floor, I hurried over to the elevator, but not before a flash of movement crossed my eyes.Halting in my tracks, I crane my neck. “Claire…?”My lips parted in disbelief as I would identify that long golden hair anywhere.She started, upon hearing my voice andHer movements became jerky as she tried to clean her face.When she turned to face me, my stomach twisted.Gone was the usually serene and jovial expression on her face replaced by pure anguish and hurt.My heart felt for her. “Hey, are yo

AndreI was relaxing in my hotel room when I got the call.Actually, I was deep into a conversation with Lionel when an unknown number flashed across the screen.I ignored it, staring at my laptop screen.Lionel had insisted we Skype.“Have you given her the offer yet?” He probed, staring at me from his glasses. “I don't need to remind you, the faster we get this solved, the quicker we can return to our lives.”I nodded, not listening to a bit of what he was saying.How can I tell him that the same woman we agreed to pay off is Brittney?With the current state of things between us, if I tried to buy her off or offer the cheque to her, I'm afraid she might spit in my face.Fuck.“Andre, are you listening to me?” His tone had turned sharp, pulling me back to reality.“Yeah, yeah…” I sighed, scrubbing a hand over my face as I lied through my teeth. “As soon as I see her, I'll do what we agreed.”Lionel had initially wanted to show up and browbeat her into submission to drop the case but

BrittneyUnfortunately, no matter what type of advice Jane tried to offer, it didn't come close to the one I've been avoiding all night.Tell Andre the truth.For the whole day, that thought kept circulating until I finally compromised, choosing to tell him when I go back home.Thankfully, Samantha got discharged during the day and Jane offered to bring her home.By the time I got back exhausted and tired from the day's work, I found her sleeping peacefully in her bed, clutching Bunnies, a ratty teddy bear she's had since she was 3 years old.Brushing back her silky black hair, my eyes five over her features, noting not for the first time, similarities between her and Andre.She shared his vibrant blue eyes, his pouty full lips, and his complexion.She's also good with numbers and a people person, traits that she certainly didn't pick from me.Using the back of my hand to trail down her cheek, I wondered if I was doing the right thing.I mean, look at her…she's so peaceful and calm ri

Brittney“Thanks for coming!” Claire beamed at me as she stood up to air kiss my cheeks.I returned the gesture, my smile more genuine than it was several days back when we started having lunch together.After the first time that we sat down in the cafe and she shared details about her life, the broken bond that existed between us began to solidify.Now, that easy camaraderie that once existed between us slowly began to resurface.“You know that I'm always going to have lunch with you, you don't need to be thanking me every time.” I teased as I sat down, placing my bag on the table.“Oh, I know, but each time I see you walk through the door, it's more or less like a gift.” As she talked, she waved the waiter over, picking out both our orders, and then sent him on his way. “So, um, I know you said you didn't want to talk about what the emergency was, but I took the time to gett you something because you seemed pretty worried that day.”I watched as she pulled out a smaller bag from bes