Todos os capítulos de Craving My Best Friend’s Dad: Capítulo 51 - Capítulo 60

Night had drawn in by the time they arrived at their destination. As they walked in, Tessa still did not understand why they were there, in an enclosed market built from marble, glass, and soft golden lightning. Of all the places to visit in Ballawin, Sebastian brought her to a market.Lights shimmered through the glass barriers, cameras flashing, people pressing closer to the outer glass doors, taking pictures and admiring the inside, but never crossing the threshold. Sebastian paid for full access the very moment they entered the building. From Tessa’s observations, the market seemed open to a particular category of people—wealthy people like Sebastian.“Come with me.” He stretched out his palm. Tessa placed hers atop, following his lead into the corridors with dangling chandeliers and floating glass bridges between sections of men’s and women’s accessories. There were fine jewelry behind reinforced glass, glistening with raw grace. A whole room for fragrances and a lot more that

Tessa couldn’t bring herself to look at Sebastian after everything that went down last night. She had tried to lie to herself by blaming her lack of self-control on the little alcohol she consumed, but even that wasn’t working. She didn’t have enough to get her inebriated.She was aware of everything unfolding. She had asked for it. She craved it. Wanted Sebastian to fuck her. Right now, as she stood watching him converse with the workers on the site, she was appalled by the intensity of her need last night. What had come over her?She didn’t know what to feel. Shame? Guilt or confusion? She had stared at the screen as the phone rang endlessly last night, lacking the courage to pick up Julian’s call.Sebastian approached with purposeful strides, his face void of emotions. He must have noticed her hostility because she didn’t go back into the room last night. She had left him hanging until he came outside to look for her. An unhealthy silence had hijacked the ride back home. Whenever

“For the times that I was silly, I’m sorry.”The wave of guilt that gnawed at her was indescribable. It cut deep. Very deep. “Mr. Anderson.” She tried to say something, but words failed her. “Do you forgive me, Tessaline?”“Yes,” she said, pushing aside the guilt that was killing her from within. “I do.” She steadied herself with a small smile on her face. “Thank you.” He stroked her fingers lightly, showering them with kisses. “I missed you.”She did too. She missed him so much, but was too angry to admit it. Looking at him now, the realization of how much she missed him dawned on her. She had been sulking on her first day at Ballawin, all because of Julian. The second day was when she got involved with Sebastian. That night, shame and guilt stole her sleep. All through her three days away, he was always on her mind.“I—” She couldn’t bring herself to say the words. She feared they wouldn’t sound genuine enough if they left her mouth. “I just…” she motioned at the garden. “I reall

Julian’s request and the thoughts on how to set clear boundaries with Sebastian messed with her head, contributing significantly to the insomnia she experienced all through the night. Tessa trudged into the reception area, hoping to catch some rest before work started, but as she pushed the door to her office open, there was a bouquet of flowers waiting for her as usual.“This needs to stop.” She murmured, tossing her bag on the desk. Sebastian really needed to stop sending her flowers. She picked up the flower and stormed out of her office, but this time, she didn’t give them to the receptionist. She took a turn towards the place she had never been to since she started working at Kensington Realty.She pressed some raps at the door, walking in with his permission. With a stoic expression, she approached his desk. “Good morning, Mr. Sebastian.” She gently lowered the bouquet on his desk, taking a brief look at him. His face held befuddlement, but she didn’t mind. She was done playi

Tessa’s knuckles whitened, her fists clenching as Dylan approached her with a big grin forming on his face. After everything he did to her, the bastard had the nerve to smile in her face.He halted a few inches away from her as if he was trying to maintain some distance between them. “It’s been a while, Tessa.” Dylan’s lips curled in a sly smile, his gaze traveling over her body, assessing her. “Who knew we would meet again in a bowling alley? It’s been months. How have you been?” He stretched out a palm, expecting her to slide hers atop like the fool she used to be.Tessa studied him quietly. Grey shirt and black denim. His beard was fuller. His hair looked almost unkempt. He still looked the same—tall and lean, but was a little bit scruffy now. He looked broke. Guess he had finished spending the money he stole from her.“What are you doing here?” Anger flared inside her. It was crazy that she randomly thought of him some minutes ago, and he was right there in front of her. What was h