Bad For You (Dad's Best Friend Romance)

Chapter One

-Audrey- 

"Have you ever had a secret, Bridget?" I whispered to Bridget, my childhood best friend. I knew her answer because I knew all of her secrets, but that wasn't the point, the point was what I was about to confess to her.

She looked at me like I was an idiot and rolled her eyes before taking a long drink of her martini. "Are you playing dumb with me? You don't remember that one time when I told you I went down on..." My eyes grew to the size of saucers when I realized just what secret she was about to retell.

"Alright, alright! I wasn't trying to be a dick about it. I was just asking because I'm about to tell you something I've never told anyone, I've never even spoken it out loud." I could feel my cheeks reddening at the thought of Jameson Briggs, my father's business partner, and best friend. He was nearly twenty years older than me, and one of Seattle's biggest business tycoons, and did I mention he was my Father's best friend?

Bridget's big blue eyes seemed to glow as she waited for me to start in on the secret I was holding in.

"You remember Jameson Briggs, right?" I questioned innocently. She took another gulp of her martini and nodded her head yes.

"Mr. Six feet two inches of sexy, with a body made for fuc..." I cut her off that second because she was about to go into, what I called, a swearing fit.

"Yes, that guy! Well I... Uh... I've been crushing on him for a few years now." I exhaled as I continued. "And I think maybe he also has a thing for me, there's just two, maybe three pesky problems..."

Bridget's lips pulled back into a big, bright smile. "OMG girl, you have the hot's for your Dad's best friend..." she all but squealed, drawing attention from a group of guys at the table across from us.

"Shhh... I don't want everyone knowing about my secret crush." My face was growing redder with every passing second.

"Oh shut up, and drink some liquid courage." Bridget laughed, shoving my glass of wine directly into my face. "Plus, you think he might have a crush too." Doubt filled my belly because even if I did want to go a round or five with Jameson, I knew my father would never approve.

"Still, if any of these guys know who I am or who my Father is, they'll report back to him about our conversation or whatever part of it they hear." I knew I was probably overreacting, but there was no way I was letting a chance with Jameson go down like all my other dates had.

"How about this..." Bridget leaned into me. I could smell the alcohol on her breath. "You feel him out tomorrow, literally and figuratively, and find out if he gets the hint that you want to be more than just friends with him."

"That would be easy, if he wasn't my Father's business partner and best friend," I grunted, taking another swig of my drink. I didn't know what appealed to me more, the fact that Jameson was gorgeous or the fact that he was completely off limits to me.

"Come on, babe, like you've never thought of taking him into the bathroom and screwing the hell out of him? Your Father doesn't have to know if it doesn't take place in front of him," Bridget giggled, and it hit me then. What he doesn't know won't hurt him, right?

"You're a genius, Bridge!" I gripped her by the cheeks, wondering why the hell I hadn't thought of that. "If he doesn't know, then it doesn't matter... Besides, I just want one taste..." I licked my lips at the thought. Jameson Briggs might be off limits, but what my father didn't know couldn't hurt him right?