Dad's best friend secret baby

Chapter 32

Evie

"You're saying you fucked your boss?"

I swallowed. "Yes."

"Twice?"

"Yes."

"And your dad found out?"

I rubbed my temples. "Yes."

"Wh—"

"Emma, yes. Everything is just like I told you," I sighed, resisting the urge to shut my eyes.

I told her everything, from Sophie to Ethan and Dad. She couldn't make me regret telling her.

The silence that followed was unexpected. Suddenly, my heart picked up at a harsh pace.

Was she judging me? Was she blaming me?

I knew Emma wasn't —

"Girl! Why'd you keep this tea from me for so long?"

I released a breath. "I'm supposed to be professional with him. It's not exactly a thing to be proud of."

"Pfft. Who cares about pride? Pride belongs to lions. Interaction, however, sexual interaction, belongs to humans." she whispered suggestively.

After that day in the office, when I told her I wanted to talk, I chickened out. Instead, I just told her I missed mom.

I sighed. "But it's not... right."

Your dad is the only issue I see here."

"Emma—"

"You liked him, indulged, and think there's a problem? I don't think so."

"Yeah, but he's my client's father, my father's best friend, too. There are a million and one reasons I shouldn't indulge. And... and Dad, too. It's just... complicated."

She hummed, taking her time before talking. "I thought he was just a fuck buddy?"

I stuttered. "W- what do you mean?" For reasons unknown to me, I cringed at the title.

She tsked. "But obviously, there are more feelings involved."

My heart resumed its harsh pace.

"What do you feel for him? Love? Desire? Lust?"

I shook my head, blinking rapidly. The question was sudden. Too sudden.

I never allowed myself to think about it. The only thing I felt right now was guilt.

"The only thing I feel right now is guilt." I gripped the hem of my nightie lightly. "I just want Dad and me to be like we were."

She laughed. I felt stupid as I listened to the sound of her long, dry, humorless laughter.

"Bullshit," she snorted. "I call bullshit."

Bullshit...

"There's a reason you finally told me all this. It's because you're confused. Confusion only happens when you're torn between two things, Evie. I think you're torn between the guilt that comes with your dad and something else that comes with your boss."

This was certainly not what I hoped to hear when I spoke to her. I didn't want to hear anything that'd give even a slight chance of...

"You don't have to tell me whatever it is you feel for him right now. But denying it is only fooling yourself."

I held my breath at her words. I had no response.

"Some things are worth fighting for, Evie," she breathed. "Just... talk to your dad. You're his daughter, even better, his only family. He'll come around, Evie."