My Dad Best Friend Novels & Stories

I promise! My dad persisted and kept talking. "Josephine, we know you hang out with him a lot, you guys get along well too, but you've stayed at his place before and...did you...well...yesterday too?...I mean, are you going Jayden- ..." I cut my dad off before he could say it. »...-No Dad! I would never do that! TJ's like Dwayne, one of my best friends and we just had a bit of a fight yesterday that's about it!"

"Oh, nice. So you probably know Mr. Thomas that owns the hardware store up the road. He's been here for like twenty years. Super nice guy." Nodding his head at me once more, he let out another laugh and shrugged his shoulders. "Yeah, Mr. Thomas is a good man. He and my dad were friends." Red flag number two, and time to get the f*ck out of here. The old man who owned the hardware store died a few years ago, and his name definitely was not Mr. Thomas. And if this guy's father had been friends with him, he would have f*cking known who he was.

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.

I saw my dad reading a magazine while Mom was getting the table ready. "Dad, I thought you were coming home late today," I told him and sat on a chair. He looked at me and put the magazine down. "I did too, but Samuel said he'll be taking my shift today," he answered and stretched his arms. "I'm so tired!" he grumbled. I rolled my eyes at him. Samuel is my dad's best friend. He and his wife took part in taking care of me when I was a little kid, and with that, they were like my second parents. But unfortunately, I haven't been in contact with them since then.

“Yeah.” “My Dad is probably my best friend in the world, even more so than you. Being angry at him the last two weeks...” He puts a hand over his eyes. “I felt like shit for the things I said to him. I’ve wanted my dad to meet someone and be happy for years. You remember, I used to try and get him on dating apps.” He laughs and I do remember his failed attempts to get Theo on Tinder more than once. “But, it’s so weird that it’s you.” “I know.”

"He's my dad's best friend, alright?" Jason's eyebrows shot up. "Your dad's best friend? Seriously?" I nodded, looking away. "Yeah, seriously." He whistled appreciatively. "Well, well, isn't that interesting. You really are full of surprises, Sophia Skye." I grinned, relieved that my admission hadn't thrown him off too much. "Yep, I'm a regular enigma." He laughed, his eyes warm as he looked at me. "I believe it. So, what's the story there? How come the richest guy in town is your dad's best friend?"

"I'm planning to talk to Mr. Smith, Damien. I need to know the truth. I know Mrs. Smith won't talk to me, so I'll go straight to Zandra's father." He wrinkled his nose and shook his head. "Can I still change your mind?" "No," I answered honestly. "This is about my dad, Damien. I want to know what really happened." He sighed. "Dad mentioned about him, your dad and Zandra's dad being friends. He even said that…their first love was Zandra's mom." My lips parted as I stared into his eyes. I know that Zandra's mom was my dad's friend, I thought it was all but I was wrong. And what? My dad, Mr. Smith and Damien's dad are friends? I didn't know. Dad never mentioned that.

I rolled my eyes at the loud chuckle she gave and lay back on the bed. "Fuck you!" "How was your birthday? Though I'm not sure how enjoyable it could be when I'm not there." I let out a chuckle and smiled, "I did enjoy it pretty well. Adrian took me to an amusement park. "Your dad's best friend?" "Yes." "Damn, you guys must have fucked or something because there's no way he agreed to that without a bribe." I raised my middle finger to the screen and scowled. "We might have fucked once, but that's not the reason."

“This means the world to me.” He smiled back, and for a moment, all the worries of my confused feelings about my father faded into the background. “Always here for you, Rochelle. That’s what friends are for.” I shot him a look and asked, “Just friends?”

“Why would you,why him?” I swallowed hard . “He’s older,” I said, voice shaking. “He’s your dad. My best friend’s dad.” Every word felt like a weight pressing down on my chest. “I would never hurt you like that,” I said, and that part was true. “Never. You have to trust me.” She hesitated. That pause nearly destroyed me. “I don’t know what to believe,” she cried. I reached for her before she could pull away, wrapping my arms around her, holding her the way I always had,like I could keep the world from touching her if I just held on tight enough.