All Chapters of My Best Friend's Dad Yearns For Me: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Caleb's POVI told myself I wasn't jealous. It was an unnecessary emotion, an inconvenient one and, more importantly, one I had no right to feel.Rosa had asked for space and I had agreed to give it to her. So there was no reason for me to care that she had spent most of the afternoon sitting beside Daniel, laughing at something he'd said while they worked on the strategy report.No reason at all. Yet I had noticed. I noticed everything about her and that was becoming a problem.I stood by the window of my office, looking down at the city while Peter went through the figures from the morning meeting."Sir?"I turned."Yes?""You've been staring out that window for the last five minutes.""I was thinking.""About the acquisition?""No."The answer came too quickly. Peter's eyebrow lifted. I looked at him."Something wrong?""No."He studied me for a moment. Then a small smile appeared."All right."I didn't like that smile. I had to ask. "What's funny, Peter?""Nothing, sir.""Peter, s

Rosalie's POVBy the time Emily and I reached the café, I was beginning to relax. A little.The moment we sat down, she picked up the menu and started scanning it."I'm starving.""You say that every time we go out.""Because you always make me wait.""I didn't make you wait this time.""Well, you're right but still...I assume you were lost in conversation with my Dad you didn't see your phone ring."I nearly choked on my water. "We were discussing my work."She looked at me. "I know."There was something about the way she said it that made me wonder if she was still thinking about what she'd walked in on.I quickly opened my menu. "So, how's work?"She immediately brightened. "Interesting.""That's a quick answer."She laughed. "No, seriously. It's actually been fun.""Good.""Except everyone there is insane."I looked up. "How?"She leaned closer. "Everyone is trying to prove something.""Like what?""Who has the better car? Who wears the more expensive clothes. Who's vacationing wh

Caleb's POV"Obviously."I said the word quietly, but Peter was still on the phone."Sir?""Nothing."I ended the call and looked at the photograph again. Someone knew who Rosa was. That should have bothered me more than it did. Instead, my mind kept returning to the same thought.How long were we going to keep doing this? The entire hiding in corners and pretending every private conversation was nothing. Watching who was around before I allowed myself to touch her. Acting as though wanting her was something I could simply switch off because other people might notice.I had tried to distance myself. It hadn't worked. If anything, it had made everything worse. I missed her and that was the simplest truth. I was tired of pretending it wasn't.I picked up my phone and sent her a message.Me: Come to my office when you have a minute.Her reply didn't come immediately.I stared at the screen for a few seconds before putting the phone down. Ten minutes later, there was a knock."Come in."T

Rosalie POVShit.I stared at Caleb's message again.Emily is here. Don't come out yet.I looked through the car window toward the large gates ahead of me. This was how I was going to get caught.It was not at the university or at Kingston Holdings. It was not even because someone had connected the photographs to me. Rather in Caleb's house with his daughter standing inside. I sank lower into the seat.What exactly was I supposed to tell Emily if she walked out and saw me? That I had come to deliver a report at eight o'clock at night? That her father had invited me over for dinner? That we'd somehow decided working hours extended to his dining table?None of those explanations sounded convincing. I picked up my phone again.Me: I can't do this tonight.I stared at the message before clearing it off.A few seconds later, I typed again.Me: Maybe it's a bad idea? I frowned. I had already come here and leaving now would be improper. I looked toward the gates again. Part of me wanted to

Caleb POV I kissed her—soft, tentative, just a brush of my lips against hers. But when she sighed into it, her hands gripping my shoulders, I deepened the kiss. Our tongues tangled, slow at first, then hungrier, more desperate. She tasted like strawberries and something uniquely her, a scent that clung to her skin like perfume. My hands slid down her back, pulling her flush against me, and I could feel the heat of her body, the way her nipples hardened against my chest.She moaned into my mouth, her fingers tangling in my hair as she arched into me. I broke the kiss just long enough to murmur against her lips, "Fuck, Rosa. I missed you."She bit her lower lip, her dark eyes darkening with lust. "Caleb..."I didn’t let her finish. I kissed her again, harder this time, my hands sliding under her dress to grip her ass, squeezing the soft flesh. She gasped, her nails digging into my shoulders as I lifted her effortlessly onto the patio table. Her legs wrapped around my waist, pulling