All Chapters of SEDUCING MY BEST FRIEND’S DAD: Chapter 21 - Chapter 25

BelleI breathed.His mouth was on mine, tasting me. Our lips tangled together. My eyes stayed shut. My hands held his face, refusing to let go.“I love you, sweet fox.” The words came between our kisses that felt soft and rough at the same time.Did he just say love?My eyes flew open.My chest jumped hard, my heart pounding.His hand moved over my arm, warm, then rested on my chest possessively. “Relax.”I stared at him. James. He was right there, just inches away from me. His hair was messy from sleep. I couldn’t tell what he was thinking as I tried to process what he’d just said.Did James Wilder just confess that he loved me?“You’re finally awake.”I blinked, really looking at him now.Awake?“Good morning, Miss Fox.”Oh no.The realization hit me all at once.I had been dreaming.Of course I had.James Wilder would never tell me he loved me. Why would he? I was a broke intern, living in a borrowed room at Jenna’s place, surviving on hope and hard work, taking each day as it cam

JamesI still had the vivid image of me inside her glued to my memory. It invaded my thoughts no matter how hard I tried to forget. Her moans replayed in my head like a symphony.Why couldn’t I stop thinking about her?Fine. I made love to her. The sex was great. More than that. It was fucking fantastic. But that was supposed to be it. One night without any emotions or attachment that I could easily compartmentalize and move on from.But the entire weekend, I failed.I tried to drown her out with work in my study, but it was a waste of time. I still couldn’t concentrate.I drove to the club. I met Belle here, and I’d meet another one who’d take my mind off her.I sipped the glass of whiskey, my mind scanning the ladies for the one that would distract me from my Belle addiction. I’d always looked out for a woman ready for a good time and happy to be compensated for it. But I guess Belle was different. She didn’t want my money. And that was suspicious as fuck. Everyone wants something.

BelleI walked into La Rouge ready to meet Mr. Lynn. The restaurant was huge and fancy, full of rich people. I wore a blue dress and black heels. I clutched my purse tightly as I scanned the room. I felt nervous. I was ten minutes late.Then I spotted Mr. Lynn. He lifted his hand, waving at me to come to his table.I walked over. "Hello, Mr. Lynn.""Hi, Belle." He leaned in and kissed my cheek, then pulled out a chair for me.I sat.He took the seat across from me. "Thanks for coming. I thought you might change your mind.""I just ran late," I told him. "I'm sorry.""That's fine." He gestured to the waiter. "What would you like?"I stared at the menu, squinting at words I didn’t understand. Every dish sounded expensive. I had no idea what most of it was. So, I picked the first thing that looked familiar. Pasta. That felt safe.The waiter left.I took out my sketchbook and pencil from my bag. "So... tell me what you have in mind for the hotel."He smiled. "You go first. Tell me more ab