روايات وقصص ضمن My Best Friend's Dad Wants Me

My mind went back to what my dad told me, I should make friends with the black girl. I don't like making friends, I love being on my own. People irritate me and I get angered easily. There's no way I'm going to stoop so low by going to a girl all in the name of friendship. And it isn't like I'm gonna benefit from it. It's all my dad's stupid ego that I'm going to feed. Sometimes, I hate to see my father. He cares only about himself and his reputation. He keeps trying to be the number one rich man in this city and he always tries to beat Andy's father.

Abbey POV “I need you to listen to me very carefully, and I need you to let me speak without interrupting me”, Freaking hell, is he going to ask me to marry him? Of course not, but why is he being so serious? I nod my head in agreement. “If I go with you, to meet your parents, they will freak out, and trust me, it won’t be pretty, the same way that it wasn’t with my dad. You see, your dad was my dad’s best friend”, I think my mind just exploded when he said that my dad was his dad’s best friend. Is this some kind of a joke? It has to be. Hope grows in me that everything will be okay, that Harry Payne will start to be nicer to me.

"If dad heard you, he'd probably stripe your throat." Williams chuckled. "He wouldn't do such a thing when he's the same god damn thing...why do you think we're bestfriends?" "My father is nothing like you... you're sick, so power hungry that you'd kill your own daughter in order to gain more." "Well if you consider us sick...you'll consider him even sicker one day...but who am I to out my best friend to his son...? Go search for whatever it is that you want, I'll stop holding up your time now."

“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.”

“Babe, there’s something else I have to tell you,” I said. He raised his head to gaze at me, his cheeks wet from tears. I used my hand to wipe his face as I spoke. “While I am happy to share my life with you and our child, I don’t see my life without my parents in it too. My dad is your best friend, and I don’t want to come between you both.” “Shhhh, shhhh,” he said, taking my left hand and planting a soft kiss on it. “You didn’t come between I and Derry, but I understand he’s just protective of you, just like I will be of our daughter.” I frowned.

"Honey, I'm sorry that I sent you over to him without any warning, but it is important that you stay with Adrian in the meantime for your safety, okay? I don't think he would have suggested that I stay with his best friend, though, if he knew what me and his best friend had done about a year ago. I couldn't believe it was a year already and that the memories had stuck with me throughout. The restraints, the p*ssy eating... I forced myself to tune back in to what my dad was saying and pushed the thoughts back into the corner of my head, "What is going on, dad?" "I can't really explain it to you now, but I want you to trust me, okay?"

I asked him “There is nothing she can do; Brenda must have told her she saw me” he responded. “Their cousin?” I asked and he nodded in affirmation. “I knew I have a handsome father”, I teased him. “Too bad I got my eyes on only one person” he replied. “You had better do it because she is my best friend. I won’t remember you are my father when I introduce her to another man that will treat her right” “You are trying to get my wolf angry on purpose” he cautioned, but I only smiled.

My dad’s best friend, who I had a forbidden thing with, who is now engaged to my ex-boyfriend’s mother, runs that company and I think he’s playing mind games with me? I sounded insane. “Okay” the words came out before I could stop them.

“I don’t want to be here anymore.” “I did too. I want to hear about your childhood, Astrid. Your college days and your first date even though your dad already told me that part. I want to hear it from you.” I laughed, "Don’t pretend you care about me, Sir.” “You’re wrong about that. Your father is my best friend and I’ve been informed that I’m your godfather. So, I do care about you and I want you to believe that.” I bring my eyes to his.

What would it hurt to try more options? Who knows? It could help with the aching feeling in my chest whenever I saw my best friend’s father…