All Chapters of My Bestie’s Dad Likes Me Wet : Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

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EIGHTEENNALA POVI had decided I was getting out of this building one way or the other and I was going to be strategic about it.For the first time since our underground stay began I woke up and prepped eagerly, like I could feel something useful on the other side of the day.I had a plan and the plan had one moving part and that moving part was Nova.Nova, who was the warmest person in this building. Nova, who left her door open and offered her space and meant it. Nova, who trusted people easily because she was built from a different material than the rest of us.I knocked twice on her door and waited.She was bent over her laptop typing with the kind of intensity that meant her brain was somewhere else entirely, somewhere with a plot and characters and problems she had invented herself and could actually solve. Her twins were parked side by side on the small sofa with their cartoon headphones clamped over their heads, staring into their iPads with the complete religious devotion t

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NINETEEN NALA POV I was almost asleep when I heard the two knocks. It was quiet enough that if I had actually been asleep I would have missed them entirely which meant whoever was on the other side was giving me the option to miss them and that already told me something.I lay there and stared at the dark ceiling.I was not going to get up. There was absolutely no reason for me to get up. I was warm and horizontal and I had spent the better part of the last hour successfully not thinking about Ethan or five hundred dollars or the ceiling or a certain pair of mismatched eyes and I was not going to throw all of that progress away by opening a door at whatever time this was.I got up.Ivin was standing in the corridor in a dark henley and sweats and he looked like a man who had not slept and had been walking the building for an hour and had ended up at my door and was not fully sure what to do about that. One hand was braced on the doorframe. He was looking at me with that face except

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TWENTYNALA POVI heard the commotion before I got to the long ass corridor.I could hear low and sharp voices which caused me to increase my pace. This was unusual, then there was the specific kind of quiet that men use when they are two seconds from not being quiet anymore but my brain caught up with why.Lena was behind me and she grabbed my arm once like she was considering stopping me and then let go because she had clearly already learned something about trying to stop me.I turned the corner and my stomach dropped at the sight that greeted me. Three guns held by three of Ivin's men and they were all pointed at the same place, and in the middle of all of it standing with his hands half raised and his jacket looking like it had lost a fight was Ethan.Ethan? I looked again to be sure.. Yes it was my brother and somehow he was here in a hidden underground tunnel for me.My first thought was relief like something I had been clenching without realizing I finally let go. My brothe

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TWENTY ONEIVIN POVEthan always did have terrible timing.Some things apparently did not change.I heard the commotion from two corridors away and I already knew before I turned the corner, something in the specific frequency of my men's voices telling me whatever was at the entrance was not a threat they could categorize cleanly and uncategorized threats were the only kind that made them sound like that. I had been awake anyway, I had not slept properly since we moved everyone into this location and I was not going to pretend the reasons were entirely operational.I turned the corner and took in the scene in one pass in a way I had trained myself to do a long time ago. Three of my men with weapons drawn but lowered and Firecracker Nala standing between them and the door like she had appointed herself the wall. Then Ethan. Ethan with hands loose at his sides now, looking like the last few weeks had treated him exactly the way he deserved to be treated.Ethan who shouldn’t be anyw

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TWENTY TWONALA POVI don't know how it happened so fast.One minute Ethan was standing in that corridor doing his best impression of someone who is guilty and trying to make amends next everything shifted in a way that my brain was still three seconds behind on. I heard shouting from somewhere deeper in the building, it got louder like something or someone has disrupted how things were supposed to go naturally. I was still trying to wrap my head around what could possibly have gone wrong. Then Ethan grabbed my hand.He didn’t grab it lightly like he was asking for permission to touch me, his fingers locked around my wrist like he had already made the decision for both of us and the only remaining variable was whether my feet would cooperate."Ethan what—""I told you I had a plan." He was already moving and I was moving with him because the grip left me no option and also because the shouting was getting closer and closer felt bad. "I told you outside and you didn't believe me but

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TWENTY THREENALA POVI couldn't stop replaying the look of disappointment that played on ivin’s face as the car drove off. Even as the car sped away and the distance between us grew and the underground building disappeared into the dark behind us. Because in the half second before Ethan's hand closed around my arm and pulled me in I saw Ivin's face do something I had spent weeks waiting for it to do and would have paid a lot to see under different circumstances.It cracked.Even though it was for a brief second, it was there. Something that looked like it had been sitting behind all that controlled nothing for a long time and had chosen the exact worst moment to surface. But then the door closed and the car was moving and the expression was gone and so was he and now I was left in a moving vehicle with the image of it burned somewhere behind my eyes where I could not erase it.I pressed my back against the seat and tried to breathe even though the car was choking with the cigarett

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TWENTY FOURNALA POVThe first thing I noticed as usual was the bed.I know, I know, honestly I know it's weird but this right here is a thing of beauty.I was just traded by my own brother to a tattooed man who had already started talking about one strange wedding like it was a calendar appointment and the first thing my brain decided to register and appreciate was the bed. King sized, thick white linen, the kind of mattress that looked like it had dedicated its entire existence to the singular purpose of holding a person and doing it correctly. Under literally any other circumstance I would have been face down in it within four seconds of entering the room and I would not have moved until something important forced me to.I sat on the edge of it and immediately stood back up.Sitting on it felt like agreeing to something, it felt like maybe my body was filing paperwork on my behalf that my head had not approved.I looked around the rest of the room instead. It was actually nice i

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TWENTY FIVENALA POVI came back to consciousness hearing a man's voice doing that thing voices do in church, that low practiced holy drone that sits somewhere between reading and boring you out, and my first thought before I even opened my eyes was that I was dreaming about the world's most boring sermon, I mean this is why I usually avoid churches.My second thought was that the back of my head was absolutely killing me and my third thought, the one that made everything else irrelevant, was why can't I move my hands to touch the throbbing spot at the back of my head?.I kept my eyes shut one more second.I tried to connect the dots while listening to the voice still speaking loudly.But underneath it I could hear breathing and low background shuffles, a lot of it like it was roomful.Then something flickered at the edge of my vision even through closed eyelids, whatever it is, it was warm and orange and unsteady, in addition to that something heavy and uncomfortably structured was w

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TWENTY SIXIVIN POVShe is not worth it.She's nothing but an expensive headache.Pick up her brother, have him pay the debt, leave her.Don't get attached.My own mind had been volunteering unsolicited opinions at me for the past twenty four hours more than it had bothered to in the last ten years combined and I would still very much like to believe that I was not the issue here. That something external had malfunctioned, maybe it was the scotch.Except that was the thing. I don't drink, not at celebrations, not at funerals, not at the kind of evenings that turn into mornings and leave everyone else reaching for something with alcohol in it just to get through the next hour. I've only stocked to Water, always, only, without exception and yet here I was sitting in front of a glass of scotch I had poured and not touched.I sat with it like it was company, because after Nala got into that car and the door closed and the car moved and took her with it I had walked back into the buildi

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TWENTY SEVENNALA POVOkay so all the windows came in from the back of the chapel, one after the other like someone had made a list and was working through it methodically and I had maybe two seconds of sitting in my chair watching glass catch candlelight on its way to the floor before the whole room decided it was done being a wedding and became something else entirely.The seated crowd went first, pews emptying faster than I have ever seen humans move voluntarily.Some dropped flat on the floor in fear, some were running, I saw someone taking a full boot to the face in the stampede and honestly that was the least of anyone's problems right now. The priest hit the floor so fast I wasn't sure if someone pushed him or if he made that decision independently and either way good for him, smart man, I wished I could join him except I was still tied to a chair in a wedding dress which remained the funniest and most humiliating situation I had ever been in and I had been in some situations.

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