My Father's Best Friend Novel Julia And William Novels & Stories

I was still thinking and as if something had clicked, I remembered I was supposed to call Julia. Julia is my best friend and she is older than I am, three years older and I’d always respected her and referred to her as my big sister or “mum” I laughed as I thought. I, Julia and Adrian had been best friends for as long as I can remember. Adrian and I are about the same age and we’ve been together since we were kids, we attended the same Elementary school and did almost everything together. We both met Julia in middle school and the three of us have been best friends ever since.

Just genuine love. "William, you know Daddy loves you very much, right?" Julian suddenly said, stopping their game. William nodded, his hazel brown eyes looking at Julian with admiration. "I know, Daddy. I love you too." Julian hugged William tightly, and I saw tears welling in his eyes. "You are the greatest blessing in my life, son. You and your sister. I would never trade you for anything." I swallowed, feeling a strange sense of guilt. When Julian said that, my mind went back to my doubts about William. What if William wasn't Julian's son?

he questioned, snidely. “A lot of years have passed,” I said dryly. “Maybe I’m just not the same person that you once knew.” Killian looked as though he was refraining from rolling his eyes. Part of me couldn’t fathom why he was so bothered by all of this in the first place. “As your father’s close friend—not to mention your professor, I am merely trying to put your best interests at heart. That being said, what you seriously need to be focusing on is...”

Because it does this stupid, hopeful jump every time my father even says his name. “Richard is coming for dinner tonight,” Dad said at breakfast. He didn’t look up from his paper. My fork slipped. It clanged loudly on my plate. “Why?” The word was too sharp. He finally looked at me. His eyes are usually warm. Today they were flat. Like stones. “Because I invited him. He’s my oldest friend.” His voice got gentle. “He’s called me, Chloe. Every day since it happened. He doesn’t ask for gossip. He asks about you.”

I said. "And you're going to be a father. Are you ready to be a Dad?" Julia asked. "I think so. My Dad was a pretty good example of what a father should be." "I think so. He raised a wonderful son and a good man. I want you to know how proud I am of you. You're the very best person I know. I can see why Lisa loves you too." "You don't care if your best friend loves me?"

I've missed my best friend terribly, and I can only hope she won't be too angry with me for leaving without a word. As my thoughts drift back to Alpha Alexander, I can't help but feel a sense of dread wash over me. Crushing on my best friend's father and my Alpha feels like a betrayal of the highest order. I swallow hard, feeling the weight of embarrassment settle heavily upon me. This is my father's best friend, after all.

She cried again. My dad was and is a father like no other. The only one in the million. Not because he was rich no. It was due to his love and character. We were too proud of him. He was our heaven but only to wake up one day that we ain't biological related. We went mad, especially me. I became the lost sheep. Thanks to my hubby here that l found myself again. I bowed that no one will replace my dad. Gavin Maina. Not because he was rich and famous that am afraid to live poorly,but because he was the best friend l grew up with and knowing. It's unfortunately he can't share today's happiness with me. With us. I would have liked it when l run to him. In his warm chest and give him a tight hugg

he said carrying the tray of food over to her "Takeaways? Didn't Helen cook?" "Well...Helen does not like cooking so we stuck with takeaways. My father does not like maids the last time we had a maid she tried to seduce him." Julia was perplexed at that revelation and burst out laughing. The sound of her laughter somehow had an effect on Joshua. It was a relaxing kind of sound he could not help but smile remembering how Raymond had narrated the whole incident to him "Your dad must be a really cool person. I wished i could meet him but its okay. I just hope i will someday." There was a moment of silence before Joshua changed the topic

The book is old and raggedy, but his dad still loves it. “Oh, I love this part!” Julian exclaimed excitedly as he nuzzled in against Ezra. The soon-to-be vampire King smiled as he wrapped his arms tighter around his Dad. He rested his head atop his dad's as Julian continued reading. Ezra closed his eyes and enjoyed their snuggle session as he listened to his dad read.

I was old enough to know better than to fuck a twenty-three-year-old who used to have sleepovers at my house, giggling over pizza in my kitchen. Christ, what kind of man does this? The kind who can still feel her wrapped around his cock. The kind who's already plotting ways to get her alone again. I dragged a hand down my face. Serena's text filled my head. "Best dad ever"? I wanted to punch myself. Some "best dad" I was, sleeping with the girl who'd been my daughter's closest friend. I should delete her number, reassign her to a different project, different floor, different building if possible, put as much distance between us as I could before this blew up in both our faces.