Falling For My Dad's Best Friend Novels & Stories

“I know, D… but you have so much on your plate right now with Killian and the videos. I don’t want to burden you.” “Friendship isn’t just about you giving and giving while I receive, LJ,” I tell her, squeezing her fingers. “I am willing to receive your heavy stuff, too. I can shove my own issues aside. Talk to me.” She lets out a shaky breath, looking down at our joined hands. “That was my ex. He always does this... he tracks me down when things go bad for him back home. Dawn... I’m not who you think I am. I don’t come from a wealthy family. All that money on my profile, the high-end stuff... that belongs to my step-father. And well...”

“We were best friends in college. Your father and I shared a lot back then. I remember he often told me about you…that he had a smart daughter—even smarter than him, he said, and he was sure you would succeed in the future. He’s a proud Dad, I almost went deaf from all his stories about you. Although, I didn’t get the chance to meet you while your father was still alive. And it’s sad knowing that I met you now but your father is no longer here.” I didn’t know what to say. Hearing how important I was to Dad felt like someone was caressing my heart. Because when he was still alive, he had been too busy working and I could barely spend time with him. I shook my head. My head was already hurting

(Aiden’s POV) “What are you doing, Dad?” I gasped; my eyes were wide, locking my horrified gaze on my father. Without Jessamine in the room or anywhere in the mansion, I felt I had betrayed my best friend and broken another promise. I loved the idea of having them around, but this was not what I had told her. I didn’t want her to think I took advantage of her again. If Kyle weren’t in his arms, I would forget he was my father and punch him hard.

A framed photo of him and Lily smiled at her from the bookshelf, father and daughter, their relationship uncomplicated by the poison of Emma's feelings. *What kind of person falls in love with her best friend's father?* The answer came swift and brutal: *The worst kind.* Emma ran for miles that afternoon, pushing herself until her lungs burned and her legs trembled. But no matter how far she went, no matter how hard she pushed, she couldn't outrun the truth. She was falling for Marcus Blake. Her best friend's father. And judging by the look in his eyes that morning, by the careful way he avoided touching her, by the message burning on her phone, he was in love with her too.

Like the fact that her mum fell in love with someone and chose to build a life with him was somehow something me and my dad had done to her personally. I pulled out my phone and called Jace. He had been my best friend since kindergarten and we played football on the same team in my former college. It was such a bummer to leave him to move with my dad. He picked up on the second ring. "What's up bro?" "I need two minutes," I said. "Talk." So I told him. The girl on the steps, the word parasite, the whole thing. He listened without interrupting and when I finished he was quiet for a second.

Hit me in front of everyone. It was humiliating. Devastating. All the things I'd been trying not to feel about her abandonment just came flooding back. But someone was there. Someone I never expected to help me actually did. My dad is dating someone new. Her name is Sandra—she's his assistant coach. He sat Beck and me down and told us like it was no big deal, like our family hasn't been fractured for years, like Mom is really never coming back. I knew they wouldn't get back together. I'm not stupid. But knowing it and hearing it are different things, you know?

Seraphina’s POV I had no idea how to explain any of this. Hi, Dad. Your best friend, also the man you told me to call Uncle, also the man I loved, who cut me off with a fake wedding. Right. No. Before I could muster a coherent lie, Josh bowed his head slightly. “I was just speaking with Sera. She asked me to take her out for some fresh air. If that’s alright with you, Mr. Dusks.”

I wasn't able to tell him. I pulled my knees up to my chest and cried hard, my body shaking as I sobbed loudly. I didn’t even know why I was crying. I should have known that it would come to this, that my luck would run out, and everything would come crashing down like Jenga. Did I really think that sleeping with my best friend's father would end well for me? I had tried to stop, but I was weak. I wanted him. I needed him. And now that need was going to be my downfall.

“We were dating, we were in love, no, that's what I thought. Until she decided to leave me for someone else, someone with a loaded family, bigger pockets. She picked none other than my very own best friend.” My spine seemed to weaken and fell back on the chair, a little bit of shame crept in. I was so quick to think otherwise. The other man was my dad? “My dad knew about this?” My voice shook with the thought that I just might get the answer I so desperately wished to not hear.

Everything felt like a dream. "Yes, Evelyn. Your dad had no objections to us being together," Jacob chuckled, brushing my hair away from my face. My gaze shifted to my dad, who gave me a small smile. "I told you I'd give you everything you want," Dad chuckled. "I know it's weird that you ended up falling in love with this guy who happens to be my best friend, but just like I said, Evie, you'll have everything you want. I will—" And then I ran into his arms, hugging him tightly.