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He is my Dad's best friend. Reid Bailey.

I've missed my best friend terribly, and I can only hope she won't be too angry with me for leaving without a word. As my thoughts drift back to Alpha Alexander, I can't help but feel a sense of dread wash over me. Crushing on my best friend's father and my Alpha feels like a betrayal of the highest order. I swallow hard, feeling the weight of embarrassment settle heavily upon me. This is my father's best friend, after all.

“What is it, Daddy?” Damon took a sharp sigh as he spoke. “When I was young, I never had friends,” he paused, smiling bitterly at Keatton. “My Dad, Blake Karsyn, wanted me to be in the right place where he didn’t have. Dad was always afraid that I would end up becoming like him or much worst,” shrugging his shoulders.

I laugh and he grins. "I still have my mind reading skills. All dads with daughters have them," Dad says whipping out his dad humor. I laugh and excuse myself to the restroom. With dad nothing really changes and for that I am glad. I love him. He is my best friend just as much as he is my dad. I am so glad Carol and him have worked out. I really didn't want him here alone even with all the friends he has made. DYLAN POV ONE WEEK BEFORE "Hi, um hello....Mr.Evans, this is Dylan."

“And I won’t let her ever treat you like that. You shouldn’t have let her in, there is a reason why I tried to keep you away from her all this time.” Natasha nods and sighs. “I know dad, I know. Sorry, I thought she changed.” “She doesn’t know how to be something else. You are the only good thing she ever made.” She smiles and jumps to hug him tightly. “I love you dad.” “I love you too sweetheart,” he says and closes his eyes. The situation itself causing me to smile and feel warmth from the tender moment shared. "Lexie has been nothing but a loyal friend to me, and she doesn't deserve this either," Natasha adds fiercely, her gaze never leaving her father's face.

“She’s humble too. Alex, tell her about your dad’s investment thing.” He shrugged. “It's boring. My dad runs a small private equity firm. I’m just trying to graduate without him forcing me into it.” He tilted his head. “Mirabel said you’re an orphan? That’s rough. Sorry, that came out blunt. I’m not good at this.” “It’s fine,” I said with a sigh. “It was a long time ago.” “Still.” His expression softened. “If you ever want to talk about it, or not talk about it, I’m around. We can be friends. Mirabel says you’re the strongest person she knows.”

Richard Forbes, our neighbour and my dad’s best friend, our families were closely knit and the whole town knew about it. My dad “Fredrick Jones” was the most humble and genuine guy in this entire town of Green witch and my family was kind of looked up to by the people of this town, our vineyard was the source of income for the most people of this town and my dad was genuinely concerned about their well being. Mr Forbes and my father have been friends since their childhood, when Mr Forbes lost his parents in a car accident it was my grandfather who took care of him and that was the reason my dad and he grew to be inseparable.

Tonight, I was just someone trying to drown the sound of my lesbian girlfriend walking away. With one last shred of hope, I dialed again, thumb hovering over the screen like it might burn me. It rang twice. Then clicked. “Hey,” a deep, familiar voice answered. “I don’t know why you keep calling or who the hell you are, but she’s not available right now. Bye.” The line went dead. I froze, phone still pressed to my ear, heart slamming against my ribs. That voice. I’d know it anywhere. My father. Duncan Blackwood.

“I wonder why you aren’t scared of my dad. He will be so disappointed if he ever hears you are mating his daughter as his friend.” “Friends help each other - that’s why. Your dad is not a saint. Just because he puts on his church hat doesn’t mean he is any better than I am. And besides no one is there to tell him about us except you.”

I won't let her get close to me only for her to keep away, that seems to be the only thing she was good at. All what my dad told me about having the right friends just began to clear up. I finally understand what he meant by trust no one, your friends might be your enemies tomorrow. Dad never had friends, I was his daughter and only friend. Even my mum wasn't close to my dad like I was. It was obvious he never trusted mum till he died and I wonder why.