Fallen For Daddy's Friend Novels & Stories

I shot back. His gaze sharpened slightly over the rim of the bottle. “You think this is the same?” “No,” I admitted quietly. “I think you know exactly what you’re doing.” Silence stretched between us. His eyes dropped briefly to my mouth again and my pulse stumbled hard enough it actually hurt. Wrong. This was so unbelievably wrong. My best friend’s father. But I couldn’t stop noticing him. The rough scrape of his voice. The veins in thehand wrapped around the beer bottle. The dangerous calm in his eyes.

I smile. “I’m your father, not your friend,” Dad reminds me as we head out back of his cottage. “But I am, I am your son. Aren’t you a little impressed I got laid at school!” I tell him as we sit. Dad nods. “I used to get laid at school. I used to cheat on my girlfriend with her friends while she was in class. Your mother was the only friend loyal to Daisy. Funny, that my wolf wanted your Mom, the most,” Dad laughs. Dad looks off across the woods and takes a long drink of his beer.

I growl, shaking my head in annoyance, but falling into my dad's arms to hug him tightly, "He was standing there like an idiot so I fell because of him and then he told me to fuck off when I asked for help, like... what? If I make someone fall, I'll help them get up." "Most men here are rough around the edges, Birdie, not everyone is as nice as you," he says, forcing me to stay in the hug a little longer, "Ignore that. How are you?" I sigh, forcing myself to relax, and this time I'm the one who holds on longer. I bury my face on my dad's shoulder since he's a little shorter than me. "I'm... heartbroken," I admit in a whisper. My dad sighs and asks what did Dolly do this time, while patting m

Not to her. Emily reached across the desk, her smaller hand resting over my knuckles, squeezing them gently. "I was terrified of losing you, Dad. With Victoria coming back and then finding out my best friend was in love with my father... I felt like my world was spinning out of control. But this past month... you've shown me every single day that I am still your priority. You stayed home, you listened to me, you protected me. I know I am your daughter, and I know nothing changes that."

Family? Charity. That's what he called it. That's what he called her! I stared at him. Silent. My father glanced at Damien; who was still standing awkwardly near the door, flashy green-dyed hair, gold watch glinting, vape cord dangling around his neck like a freaking badge of honor. He looked ridiculous. Out of place. Like a teenager trying to cosplay a gangster in a boardroom. "The bastard looks retarded," I said flatly. My father nodded once in agreement, not offended. Seem it was already obvious.

How stupid I was! I should have known through that determined look I saw in his eyes. I should have figured it out. Maybe then I would have milked more dollars from him. And that ingrate! Why the hell did she have to fall for the man of the same age as one she rejected before? His best friend, for that matter? Was she trying to make a mockery of me? Even if she wanted to fall for a sugar daddy who would give her the life that I could not give her, why the hell did she have to be him?”

“You may be right about me deceiving you into falling for me. Yes, at first I never believed I could love you this deep. The plan was just to use you as a tool for revenge against James and Stephanie.” I moved close to him making sure I didn’t touch him. “…But Daniel, my father was never part of this game. In fact, he believed that we saw each other as step-siblings. The loan he owed was never a source to loot money from you. If you should be angry at someone, pour it all on me please. Just know that my dad would never do anything to hurt you or your mom.” “And trust me… I know how hurtful these words might make you feel, but I still love you, Dan.” The words were too heavy in my mouth.

Kaleb was knocking on the mansion doors, singing the lyrics. ~ ”Can I have your daughter for the rest of my life? Say yes, say yes, 'cause I need to know” ~ Her father, Philip Barnes, had already opened the door at that point. He replied, just as it was chanted in the song. ~ ”You say I'll never get your blessin' 'til the day I die Tough luck, my friend, but the answer is no" ~ Philip Barnes slammed the door in front of Kaleb. Laughter filled the air, seeing Kaleb in a defeated state.

I had felt the worst hurt that day, even if I was only thirteen. He was my father’s best friend and had relocated to California to set up another branch of his IT company during summer, and I hadn’t seen him ever since then, I couldn’t tell anyone, but my heart broke every single day he didn’t show up at our front door. I had made up my mind to relocate to California for college once I graduated high school, just to be close to him again, and the mere sight of him right now melted my heart. It was odd to crush on my father’s best friend, he was much older than I am, but I have loved him ever since I was thirteen. The first day he came to visit he stood out, and no one, absolute no one has ev

Dad introduced me but my eyes remained cemented on him and I could swear I saw a spark in those murky orbs but it was gone as soon as it came, making me doubt if I really saw anything. I watched him run his tongue over his reddish, luring lips while his eyes ran down my body, making my insides burn with a sudden fire I had never felt before...and then, he spoke... "Nice to meet you kitten" His deep, musky, manly, Spanish accent voice traveled through my veins, whacking a nerve. And from that moment on, I knew it was over for my heart. From that moment I knew I was in love with MY DAD'S FRIEND...but I was STRAIGHT!!