All Chapters of House of Love and Moonlight: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

My father’s best friend.Eva~I woke up wanting something different from Rolf than I had wanted before the elevator, because desire was no longer the question between us and I could not spend another day asking proof he had already given me.He had told me that he wanted me, and when his mouth almost touched mine inside the elevator, he had admitted afterward that he had intended to kiss me. More importantly, he had taken responsibility for that choice instead of blaming me for pushing him there.What mattered now was whether he could stand beside that truth once daylight put my father, his son, Rosemary, and the rest of the summit around us again.The morning briefing gave me my first chance to see what daylight would do to him.Rolf entered the conference hall with Rufus and two representatives from the North while discussing the security changes for the day, and although most of the room gave him their attention when he approached the central table, his gaze came to me before he ad

My father’s best friend.Eva~Rolf’s attention dropped to my mouth, and whatever amusement had been there disappeared beneath a hunger that sent warmth through me before he laid a hand on my body.I had spent days pushing him, teasing him, standing where I knew he would notice me and touching him whenever I found an excuse, but now that he had come to me on his own, I was almost afraid to move too quickly and ruin the difference between this moment and everything that had happened before it.His hand found my waist and drew me toward him with the same authority he brought into every room, although he left me free to move if I wanted. I could have stepped back, but I stayed against him and let my palm rest over his chest while the warmth beneath his shirt moved into my hand.There was no elevator shaking beneath us and no accident forcing our bodies together. Rolf had chosen to put his hand on me, and knowing that made the desire already gathering between my thighs more difficult to co

My father’s best friend.Rolf~The door shut behind Eva while the warmth of her body still lingered against my shirt, and Rosemary remained near the entrance with the key to my suite resting between her fingers. I had forgotten she had spare keys.She had seen Eva’s loosened uniform, my hand beneath the fabric at her back, and the intimacy neither of us had hidden quickly. There was no point telling her something different from what she had seen. She was a smart one and already knew what had happened. “What was she doing in your room?” Rosemary asked, stepping closer to me.“She was here because I let her in.”Her eyes narrowed. “That is not what I asked.”“I kissed her.” I slide my hands into my pockets. “Whatelse?”Her hand dropped to her side.I continued before anger could drag us into another argument about Eva. “I wanted to actually fuck her, and I stopped because you and I had not dealt with this.”“With this?” She motioned between us. “Years of my life are suddenly this?”“Wh

My father’s best friend.Rolf~Nice choice of skirt and top. She came prepared for me.The cabin door shut behind Eva, and the sound pulled every part of my attention toward the woman standing a few feet away from me.There was no conference hall outside the room and no one expecting me to return to negotiations. Mac had heard the truth from me, Rosemary was out of my bed, and Petrova’s betrayal had nothing to do with what I wanted from his daughter.Eva glanced around the cabin before looking at me again. “You’re very quiet.”I removed my jacket and placed it over the back of a chair while she remained near the door. “You spent half the summit complaining that I talk too much.”“I complained about the lectures.”“So there is a difference?”“A very big one.” She smiled while speaking, although her fingers were moving against the side of her dress in a way that told me she was more nervous than she wanted to admit.I moved toward her slowly, my eyes stayed on the shape of her perfect b

My father’s best friend.Eva~For weeks I had imagined how it would feel when Rolf stopped hiding me, but I had never pictured my father and Mac standing together as the first people forced to see what daylight changed.Father looked at our joined hands again before bringing his attention back to Rolf. Mac remained near the entrance, his face unreadable until his eyes met mine and I saw the hurt he was trying to keep private.Rolf’s hand did not leave mine. “I expected we would speak,” he told Father.“We should do it privately,” my father said.Rolf glanced at me, and his thumb brushed my hand before he released it. “Give us some time.”I wanted to tell him he did not have to face my father alone, especially after what my father had done, but that instinct was exactly what Rolf had warned me against. Their friendship had existed before I was born, and whatever survived of it had to be decided without me standing in the middle.“I’ll be here,” I said.His eyes remained on mine for ano