Dads Friend Novels & Stories

When Dad started to talk, I’m all ears for me not to miss even the single detail of whatever he says. Dad talk first about his best friend, Andrea. I was hurt by what I found out today but not the worst. I think, that's also because I grew up not close to my Mom.

, Amber barked loud. They got the message immediately and went into the ship. "I can't believe this, No I'm not believing that this man was involved in this, not him too ", Asher said raking his head. "Who is this Darius dude?", I asked. "My father's best friend, he was more like a father to us, even more than Griffin. He always had our back when we were younger. I knew he was into pushing girls into prostitution, but Child kidnapping? I can't... I can't believe it ", Amber choked out.

“What?” “Don't do that,” I said softly. “Don't act like I imagined it. Just tell me the truth. Is it him? Are you seeing Michael Kingston?” Her jaw clenched. And for a moment, she looked like she might admit it. But then she laughed. Quietly. Almost unconvincingly. “Michael Kingston? Seriously, Austin? Do you even hear yourself? That's my dad's best friend and business partner. He's literally my uncle. That would be…weird.”

I chewed my thumbnail, scrolling up through our chat to see if he’d read it yet. That’s when my eyes flicked to the contact name at the very top of the screen. It wasn’t Tyler. It was **Rick**. As in Rick Uncle Rick. Jesus - my dad’s best friend since college. The guy my dad called “brother.” The one who’d been at every single family barbecue, every birthday, every Thanksgiving for the last fifteen years. The tall, silver-fox lawyer who always showed up with expensive wine for my parents and some little inside-joke gift for me, calling me “sweetheart” and ruffling my hair like I was still fifteen. The man my dad trusted with everything - house keys, emergency contacts, even the spare car whe

I said with a sigh. "Who's the guy?" "His name is Mike, he is Daren's best friend in high school." I answered his question. "Mike...?" I notice the raising of his eyebrows, I can read on his face as if that name is familiar to him. "Yep. Uhm, wait, don't think that I was a two timer back then, that I took them both at the same time. You might think differently, Daren and Mike are still best friends. My daughter's father is the best friend of the one I married, won't you think I'm a different two timer or maybe I'm a dirty woman."

dad greeted me and i had to stop for a few seconds to digest that. Dad never greets me as Dear unless he wanted something or he as about to tell me something i don't want to hear. " What is it, dad?" I asked and i heard him sigh. "I know you are going to say no, but hear me out. A friend of mine has a son that he want to set up andbi was thinking, know that you are not with your boss, maybe you would want me to set you up..." "DAD..."

I don’t think I can. “I thought so." “So tell me about this man. Who is he? Is he someone I know?” “No, you don’t know him.” But of course, he knows him. A lot of people know him. Jordan is very popular and his company is popular too. Besides, Brandon saw him at the party a few weeks ago and he couldn’t stop talking about Jordan and his work. But I’m a coward, okay? I don’t want him to judge me for being so hopelessly and stupidly into an older man and not just any older man, but my dad’s best friend.

“Almost. But for now, have your dinner. Skip it, and he might just reconsider those three months.” She was right. If I had any hope of keeping this trip secure, I couldn’t risk Dad’s mood swinging the other way. “Yes, baby. Eat up,” Jacob murmured with a smirk. “Your dad’s unpredictable like that. If that piece of shi—” I shot him a pointed glare, and he stopped short, looking guilty but amused. “Piece of what, Jacob?” “It was just a slip of the tongue,” he chuckled, flashing me an innocent smile. “Really, he’s the sweetest man on earth. Why else would he be my best friend?”

I understood why my dad and Alex wanted to protect me, but it was all too much. Just when it couldn’t get any worse, my dad’s partner was murdered on a mission several years ago. Stevie Maddens was my dad’s best friend and the man who used to sit on the couch every single day, but now he was gone. My dad couldn’t handle the loss of his best friend and was obsessed with bringing these people down. “I’m leaving.” Tori kissed my cheek. My dad looked at Tori with eyes full of worry. “It’s not because of me, right?” He asked.

Even though mom often goes to meet her friends, which is Lunas. Dad gave me a suggestion that I should be friends with Alpha, Luna, and Alpha kids from other packs who are the same age as me. But I only have one friend who is a Luna. "Dad." I hugged dad's arm, who was sitting in his work chair. Dad smiled and kissed me on the cheek. "What is dad doing?" I looked at dad's laptop—lots of pictures posted there. There is no place that I recognize. I have never come to all packs.