Best Friends Dad Novels & Stories

“What should I think, Harper? I just found out that my dad is fucking you when he was on loudspeaker to his mate. How do you think I feel? This is so fucked up. He’s old enough to be your father.” And he’s the second person to tell me that in under an hour. “I get it, I really do but Dylan your father has the right to be happy and so do I. Let’s not lose sight of that fact. He hasn’t seen anybody since your mother died. Don’t begrudge him this. Levy is still your dad and I am still your best friend.” I take another sip of the coffee, it tastes better now there is cream in it. “Is that what best friend’s do, Harper? Sleep with their bestie’s daddy? Don’t you think it’s a bit fucked up at leas

He placed a peck on my forehead. "I love you too, dad." I sank into his comfortable arms -sobbing as he comforted me. After a few more talks with dad, I introduced Jake and my friends to dad. "Dad, this is my best friend, Gena." I smilingly introduced. "Nice to meet you, Gena." "Nice to meet you too, Sir. " Gena respectfully stated. "Your daughter is the greatest friend one could ever ask for." She complimented. "Yes, she's a fine young woman," Dad spoke.

“My son, I don't think I need to introduce him, he's always on the news.” Dad let out a soft sigh “Yeah, I know him.” Those were no good comments of the sort; I was sure Alex was waiting to hear something like that. When he didn't get a word from dad, Alex broke into a smile “Do you know that they are friends? Very good ones, I believe.” Dad drummed his fingers on my back. Shit, what was Alex doing? He'd get me in trouble. “They aren't friends.” Dad replied in a cold tone.

“Babe, there’s something else I have to tell you,” I said. He raised his head to gaze at me, his cheeks wet from tears. I used my hand to wipe his face as I spoke. “While I am happy to share my life with you and our child, I don’t see my life without my parents in it too. My dad is your best friend, and I don’t want to come between you both.” “Shhhh, shhhh,” he said, taking my left hand and planting a soft kiss on it. “You didn’t come between I and Derry, but I understand he’s just protective of you, just like I will be of our daughter.” I frowned.

"Please, Mum, help me explain that I've accepted his offer. You've already told me he's not the reason why you don't want to look for my dad. Please, help me." "Okay, I'll get back to you later and let you know his reaction." "Okay, Mum. I missed you." "I missed you too, my darling. But your friend Ava has been taking up most of your time." I laughed at her comment, only if she had known that it was my best friend's dad that was taking my precious. ************ Author's pov

Best Friend's Dad Chapter 1: The Lake House The weekend at the lake house started like any other summer trip. My best friend Ryan invited me along because his dad had the big place all to himself now that the divorce was final. I said yes right away. Not because of the swimming or the boat. Because of him. Mr. Kane. Ryan's dad.

Her laughter echoed through the hallway and something inside me clenched painfully. If my father were alive… If I still had someone who hugged me like that… Maybe I wouldn’t feel so breakable. Maybe I wouldn’t be standing here with a suitcase full of everything I owned. He finally released her, wiping a bit of moisture from his eyes. Then his gaze shifted to me. “And who is this?” he asked, His gravelly voice was still silky somehow, rough around the edges, but smooth enough to make my stomach flip. “This,” Allison beamed, grabbing my arm, “is Melanie. My best friend. My other half. The one I won’t shut up about.”

best friend had been doing with a container of whipped cream and a strawberry in our kitchen under an hour ago, she would be utterly horrified. Emily: But seriously, Dad... seeing how desperate my friends' moms are to get your number made me think. You really need to start going out more. You’ve been single for way too long, and you spend 90% of your weekends buried in those stupid financial reports. You deserve to find someone and have a life outside of work and me. Especially now that I’m graduating soon.

“It’s a plausible reason. Your dad can’t be trusted, you know.” “Excuse me?” I jabbed my finger into his chest, spinning slightly to face him. “The only untrustworthy person here is you. My dad is the innocent one! You are that devil in two bestfriends!” Amusement flickered in his eyes before a hearty laugh escaped him. “Oh, baby, you’re so delusional,” he said, shaking his head. “Innocent? Your dad? Trust me, I’ve known him longer than you, and that is definitely not the case. You should’ve seen him in his college days. The only thing that straightened him out was you.”

He gave Evander a stiff bow before turning around and walking down the corridor. The moment Julian was out of earshot, Evander stepped closer, his shadow completely covering me. "You're already making friends on your first hour here." "He was my father's trusted lawyer," I whispered, keeping my voice low so the nearby executives wouldn't hear us. "Unlike everyone else in this building, he actually seems happy that I'm alive. Why are you acting like this? You look like you want to throw him out of the window."