OBSESSED WITH MY DAD'S BEST FRIEND
Jeremy was standing with a guy, who I figured was the real estate friend he was speaking about.
“Hey man,” he greeted Ivor, and they did the bro hug.
“Hi, petals.” He had a smirk on his face as he tried to hug me, but Ivor held him back by his shoulder, giving him a warning look.
“Don’t call her that.”
“Relax, man. I am just joking.” Jeremy was laughing as he'd just won a lottery and Ivor lost. “I didn't know this was the friend, Goddaughter, you were talking… no asking for advice about.”