All Chapters of Falling for My Best Friend's Dad: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Flora's POV The morning air in the countryside was fresh, carrying the cool scent of pine trees and damp soil. I stood on the broad terrace of the Vance countryside estate, wrapping my beige cardigan around my shoulders. It had been just a month since we put the dark past behind us, and my baby bump was showing nicely now—a round, beautiful weight that I cradled softly with one hand. Inside, our baby gave a soft, gentle kick against my palm, as if greeting the quiet morning. "Someone is active early today," a deep, warm voice murmured from behind me. Two strong arms wrapped gently around my waist, avoiding any pressure on my stomach. Eugene pulled me back against his broad chest, resting his chin lightly on my shoulder. I leaned back into his solid, comforting warmth, letting out a long, happy sigh. "They're just excited for the big day tomorrow," I smiled, turning my head slightly to press a kiss against his cheek. "Or maybe they know their father is going to look exceptiona

Emily's POV I stood in front of the full-length mirror in my dressing room, staring at my reflection. The white silk dress fell softly around my feet, covered in delicate lace that sparkled under the warm afternoon light. My hair was swept up into an elegant crown, with a few soft curl strands framing my face. My heart was beating so fast against my ribs. The door opened gently, and Flora walked in. She was wearing a lovely pale blue bridesmaid dress that complemented her growing baby bump perfectly. She looked radiant, her hands resting softly over her stomach as she smiled at me through the mirror. "Oh, Emily," Flora said softly, her eyes filling with instant warmth. "You look like an absolute dream." I turned around, holding the sides of my dress, and let out a shaky breath. "Flora, I am so nervous. My hands are literally shaking." Flora walked closer, taking both of my hands in hers and giving them a reassuring squeeze. "Look at me, sweetie. Take a deep breath. It is co

Flora's POVThe afternoon sun filtered through the leaves of the jasmine arch, casting soft, flickering spots of light over Eugene's face. The quiet surroundings were filled only with the gentle rustle of the wind and the steady, grounding presence of the man holding my hands.The priest looked between us with a warm smile. "Eugene and Flora have prepared their own vows to speak to one another today. Eugene, whenever you are ready."Eugene took a deep, steadying breath. He adjusted his hold on my hands, his thumbs gently stroking the backs of my fingers as he looked straight into my eyes with an intensity that made everything else melt away."Flora," Eugene began, his rich, deep voice echoing softly through the garden. "Before you walked into my life, I was living in total darkness. I thought my heart was permanently broken. I believed that building high, cold walls around myself and my daughter was the only way to keep us safe from the pain of the world. But the truth is, I wasn't ju

Flora's POV My new reality still left me shocked. Not only did I fall in love with a man twice my age, who also happens to be my best friend's dad but someone who loved me back and gave me more than I imagined, who made me feel so much. Safe. Certain. Home. Then he shifted. His lips brushed my temple. Then my cheek. Then the corner of my mouth. I turned toward him. The kiss was slow. Intentional. His hands cradled my face like something precious. Something loved. I tangled my fingers in his hair. He deepened the kiss with restrained hunger. Needing. Having. Claiming. My breath hitched as his thumb traced my bottom lip. I was lost in the sensation of his kisses. Then he pulled back just enough to whisper against my mouth. "I want to make love to my wife." A shiver went through me. I nodded slowly. His kisses trailed down my neck. Each touch was a promise. Each caress a declaration. His hands found the hem of my—his—shirt. I lifted m

Flora's POVI woke to the sound of the sea. For a moment, I didn't remember where I was. Then I felt Eugene's arm around my waist.I smiled.Our honeymoon.Two weeks as husband and wife.I turned carefully in his arms and found him still asleep. His usually perfectly controlled hair was a complete mess, his face relaxed in a way I rarely got to see, and one hand rested protectively over my stomach.I watched him for several seconds.This man had spent years convincing everyone that he didn't need anyone.Now he slept with his hand on his unborn child's stomach as though even unconscious, he needed to make sure we were both there.I leaned forward and kissed his cheek.His eyes opened immediately."Good morning."His voice was rough with sleep."Good morning."He pulled me closer."How long have you been staring at me?""Long enough.""That's concerning.""You drool."His eyes narrowed."I do not.""You do.""I don't."I laughed."You're adorable when you're defensive.""I'm your husba