Novel & Cerita My Best Friends Dad

I don't want any other woman to go through such a mess just because of me. “I know very well that both of you are best friends and you want to keep your relationship going by getting both your kids married to each other, but I'm sorry that because I have never liked her and she knows very well that I don't like her, I wouldn't want your best friend's daughter to go through a loveless relationship with me, which is why I don't want you to bring her into this.” My dad looked very surprised when he heard what I said. Obviously he wasn't expecting that at all.

Allison quickly added. "My dad and his dad Kevin are best friends. My dad is actually coming back next weekend and my parents are going to try and work things out. I'm sure my dad will want to reconnect with his best friend and I'm sure Liam and his sister Lacy will come with their dad when he comes to visit mine."

I didn't want to make a rash decision, and now the elders are adding extra pressure. My dad looked at my reaction, and he knows me so well, he saw the conflict within me, and he said “Is there anything I should know about?” I looked up at him and nodded. My dad is the Supreme Alpha, but he is also one of my best friends. Aside from Nathan, I know I can confide in him.

“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.”

“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

"Tessa, meet my dad, Julian Anderson, and dad, meet Tessa, the best friend I wouldn't stop blabbering about." She smiled, gesturing between her best friend and her father. Her dad? Tessa's brows pulled together in confusion. A million questions swarmed her thoughts. There was no way this Greek god in front of her was Maribel's father. No way. She was still wallowing in doubt when the myth about him struck her, and she instantly believed it.

But I set the bottle down anyway, lifting my newly filled glass and taking a more measured sip this time. The alcohol was loosening me inside, making me braver than I should be. I set my glass down and leaned forward slightly. "So, Dad. You and Zander. You're best friends, right?" "Of course." My father smiled, cutting into his lasagna. "I've told you this. We were college roommates." "Right." I nodded, very aware of Zander's eyes on me now. "But if you're such good friends, how come I've never met him before? I mean, if he's your best friend, wouldn't you have stayed in closer touch?"

My Dad explained his fearful mood that had darkened his thoughts. “Dad! Knock off with that bullshit, right now! Ever since Mom left, you’ve always made sure I was warm at night, clothed in the day, and had food in my tummy. I’ve never wanted anything, and I love you for that. And since you’ve lightened up over the last three years, you’ve always been there when I needed to talk. Always! I guess I'm hanging around here because you’re my best friend. Okay?”

By evening, I was bored out of my mind. So, I did what any sane girl in my position would—I called Levi. “Finally,” she said the second her voice hit the speaker. “I thought you’d vanished into some sugar-daddy dungeon or something.” I laughed, curling up on the couch with my knees tucked under me. “Not sugar daddy. He’s my dad’s best friend, remember?” “Oh my God, you’re saying it like that makes it better.” Her laugh was loud, scandalized. “Babe, you’re playing with pure fire.”

The only reason I used to hang out with those guys was because we walked in the same circles and they all belonged to families my parents were friends with. And Considering the fact that I’m also the major force behind sending my dad to prison, that might be another reason for them to stay away from me. No family wants their kids to hang out with someone who sends their father to jail. Which is the biggest joke ever because all my friends have done far worse things to humiliate their parents. One of them even slept with his stepmom and stepsister behind his dad’s back. And he probably still does because most dads—I’m sorry to say this—are kind of dumb when it comes to family.