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Book 4: Baby For Daddy’s Best Friend
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In Bed With Daddy’s Best Friend Book 4: chapter 2
Unlike me, though, Christian didn’t work in public relations. This didn’t make him want to get home as soon as possible. He had to get to the bottom of thisnow,and he wasn’t scared of his expression getting slapped underneath a caption that read something stupid likeMy face when _______.“Layla, don’t you want to marry me?” His voice was loud. People around us winced into their forty-dollar entrees. The woman beside us gave up on discretion and pulled out her phone, licking her lips like this was the dessert course.I played out the possible scenarios in my head. I could continue giving Christian evasive responses, but he would continue pressing the issue. Or I could tell him the truth, cold and clean and cutting, and end this now. Christian liked it when I kept things vague–it meant he could pretend to misunderstand. And that is exactly how we ended up here.If I wasn’t clear now, I’d end up with a husband to go along with a couch I didn’t like and a dog that didn’t like me.Steeling
Last Updated : 2025-04-19In Bed With Daddy’s Best Friend Book 4: chapter 3
AIDENYou’re not supposed to think about divorce on your wedding day. It’s not good form to stand up at the altar, look at the beautiful woman in a stunning white gown in front of you, and think,shit, maybe this wasn’t a good idea. You aren’t supposed to kiss her and wish you were at an airport instead of a church, about to fly off to somewhere very, very far away.You definitely shouldn’t gaze down at her while she’s saying her vows and scan her pupils frantically for any hint that she feels the same way you do. And when you sayI do, your stomach shouldn’t feel like it’s about to fall out of your ass.I felt every inch of how wrong my life was the day I married Shara. I’d sensed it now and then, lying next to her in bed, but I’d shoved it away. It was too fucking inconvenient. It was a hell of a lot easier to stay with the woman my family adored, the one who adored me. But the wrongness fit itself around my body like a hairshirt the day I proposed, and as the months wore on and plans
Last Updated : 2025-04-19In Bed With Daddy’s Best Friend Book 4: chapter 4
LAYLAMy dad texted and called when I was in the air, somewhere between LAX and Logan International. I hadn’t even tried to get on their complimentary Wi-Fi, so I didn’t get his messages until we landed. Then I had to read his text three times before I gave up on deciphering it and listened to the voicemail he’d left.“Good news,” he announced cheerfully. “I’m leaving for the airport in an hour, so I’ll absolutely be on time.”I smiled a little. My dad had a lot of great qualities, but being on time wasn’t usually one of them. I’d originally asked my brother to pick me up, but when my dad heard about it, he insisted on coming himself.“And I found you a job! Can’t wait to see you, sweetheart.”I held the phone away from my ear and blinked at it, wondering if I’d heard him right. I went back to his text messages and now it made sense. He’d gotten me a job. I groaned aloud, causing a couple of my fellow passengers waiting at the baggage carousel to shoot me sideways looks.While I waite
Last Updated : 2025-04-20In Bed With Daddy’s Best Friend Book 4: chapter 5
The shock of it, the way the color had drained from my cheeks, the way my heart had felt like it had been skewered on that huge, two-carat, flawless diamond ring came back to me now. A ghost of the initial pain, but still tangible enough to make my breath shorten.“I remember,” I managed to say without wheezing.“He started his own marketing firm, Cross Media, about twelve years ago.”I remembered that, too. When Cross Media signed a big client that my dad knew through BU, Aiden Cross had bought him a car. My dad had tried to refuse, but a new car meant I could inherit his old Buick.“Come on, Jack, do it for the kid,” Aiden had convinced him. “Besides, this is just your cut. You just made me a fortune.”“Aiden is giving me a job?” I asked, putting the pieces together. I would have done it sooner if I hadn’t put Aiden in a box labeledoff-limitsnearly eight years ago and tried to forget he existed.“He’s giving you an interview, which in my book is as good as a job offer.” My dad grinn
Last Updated : 2025-04-20In Bed With Daddy’s Best Friend Book 4: chapter 6
AIDEN Iwas running late because even though Shara and I were divorced, she still managed to fuck up my morning. She was asking for an increase in alimony based on inflation. “I told you not to give her alimony,” my lawyer and friend, Darren Wilkes, said. “I told you it wasn’t necessary. I told you–” “I know.” Irritated, I pinched the bridge of my nose and took a deep breath. “I should have listened.” “–you didn’t even have kids,” Darren barreled on, undeterred by my interruption. He had told me, and he was going to make sure he told me so on all counts. “We didn’t have kids because I didn’t want kids. Hence, I felt guilty enough to pay her alimony.” That wasn’t the only thing I felt guilty about, but it was the easiest to explain. Shara had wanted kids, and I hadn’t, and now she was thirty-eight and looking into her options. Alimony had felt like the least I could do for wasting ten years of her life. Now, though, I wished I had listened to Darren. “The judge will laugh it
Last Updated : 2025-04-20In Bed With Daddy’s Best Friend Book 4: chapter 7
“And your newest junior marketing manager,” she said, her smile widening. Then a cautious look crossed her face. “I just want to make sure… I didn’t get this job because of my dad, did I?”I shook my head, glad I could tell her in complete honesty that it had been hers to win or lose. “No, I didn’t even tell Maureen that I knew you.”Layla looked visibly relieved, and I was fascinated by how transparent her emotions were. I was used to people in the marketing world who felt like they had to look cool, calm, and collected at all times. And I’d grown up in a place where people hid their emotions behind disinterest and hostility. Layla was an anomaly in both.“I’m glad I earned it,” she said, more to herself than me. “I’d rather not get the job than be handed it.”She might not look like just one of the Davis pack anymore, but that was a Davis thing to say. Her dad was one of the hardest workers I knew, after me. The youngest BU professor when he was hired, he’d done a lot to prove himse
Last Updated : 2025-04-20In Bed With Daddy’s Best Friend Book 4: chapter 8
LAYLAMy new apartment was only a fifteen-minute drive from Cross Media. I took the long route though, and made it take thirty. I shouldn’t have wasted the gas, but I couldn’t face going straight home. My best friend worked from home, so she’d be there waiting for a full report. Then my brother was supposed to come over after his afternoon class, and the three of us were going out tonight to celebrate.I was looking forward to it, but right now, I just needed some time alone. I needed to process what had just happened. I needed to convince myself that it hadn’t.I hadn’t just felt the same lurch of helpless lust at the sight of Aiden Cross.We hadn’t stared at each other longingly as the elevator doors slid closed.I hadn’t just taken a job where I was going to be in close proximity with him five days a week.I played the radio loud, trying to drown out the truth, but I heard it in every song. Unrequited love. Hopeless love. Bad choices. I should have switched it off the country stati
Last Updated : 2025-04-20In Bed With Daddy’s Best Friend Book 4: chapter 9
AIDENThe meeting with the brand development team got pushed, kicked to lunch, and then after lunch, and finally, we turned it into a dinner meeting. I didn’t like doing shit like that–not because I had a family to rush home to, but I knew other people did.“It’s fine,” Maureen assured me. “You know what our team likes more than their families? Family-style Italian and wine on the company dime.”I snorted a laugh and made the reservation. We liked a place calledGiussepesdown the street that had big round, family-style tables with a Lazy Susan in the middle. We went there often enough that when we walked in, they already had the large bowls of pesto cavatappi and fettuccine alfredo and vodka campanelle. There were also baskets of breadsticks, hot and shining with butter. It was simple Italian, but the pasta was made fresh in house every morning and I’d never tasted better.Our group of six fell around the table and the wine began to flow as the Lazy Susan spun and the sound of forks cl
Last Updated : 2025-04-21
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In Bed With Daddy’s Best Friend Book 4: chapter 43
* * *On Wednesday evening, I left the office before Aiden and drove straight to his place. I was relieved that I’d gotten my daily run in with nausea done around lunchtime. In his apartment, I made sure I’d thrown in the last few things I needed for the trip and then made myself a cup of coffee. I didn’t usually drink it past two or three in the afternoon, but lately, I could sleep at the drop of a hat. I’d been miserably tired in our last brand development meeting, and I was worried that Blake had taken my half-closed eyes as some sort of come on.He wasn’t happy about Aiden coming to the charity ball, either. He tried to play it off, but we could tell that his joke about how surely Aiden had more important things to do wasn’t a joke at all. I’d never tell Aiden, but more and more, Blake was starting to give me the creeps. Even though I’d made it perfectly clear my only interest in him was professional, he still let his gaze linger too long on mine. I’d taken to wearing oversized c
In Bed With Daddy’s Best Friend Book 4: chapter 42
LAYLAI didn’t know what was up with me, but I was determined not to let it ruin my first trip with Aiden. Maybe it was just an extended work trip where we would be up to our old tricks in a new city, but it was still ourfirst vacation. Besides, whatever was going on with me wasn’t like any cold or flu or food poisoning or allergic reaction I’d ever had. It was waves of nausea that struck at strange times, peaked violently after about half an hour, and left me tired but functional for the rest of the day. For the most part, I could hide it from Aiden. He was busy doing a week’s worth of work in two and a half so we could leave for New York after work on Wednesday.Because he was so busy, I was home more, and it was Liv who caught me dry heaving in the bathroom one afternoon.“Whoa,” she said, gingerly placing her hand on my back as if she were considering rubbing it. She changed her mind at a particularly violent retching sound that, as usual, produced nothing. Backing into the doorwa
In Bed With Daddy’s Best Friend Book 4: chapter 41
AIDENI had to tell Jack. I could tell the secrecy was beginning to gnaw at Layla. She was right–there was a point when it had been fun. Clandestine. Now I just wanted to be able to take her out to dinner on our side of town without fear of who we might run into. I wanted to think about our future together without the threat of Jack’s reaction overshadowing it.The problem was, I didn’t know how. The other problem was, the person I normally would have asked for advice was Jack himself. Maureen was my back up, but I couldn’t go to her either. So that was why I found myself telling Carl, my mentee, about it.I don’t know how it came up. It sure as hell wasn’t like he asked,hey man, how’s your love life?Strangely, Carl listened. When I was done, he said, “That’s a real fucking pickle, rich man. What are you going to do about it?” His voice was its usual mixture of disdain and sarcasm, but I sensed that he was genuinely interested.“Hell if I know,” I muttered. I was already regretting t
In Bed With Daddy’s Best Friend Book 4: chapter 40
“I bet she would have planned great vacations for you,” I said quietly. I set down my glass of wine and reached over to squeeze his hand. He didn’t let mine go though, when I went to pull back. Instead, he rose in his seat and tugged me up, too. We kissed across the small bistro table. A warm, heady kiss that was sweeter than the dessert.After we sat back down, I rearranged my napkin in my lap and said in my own carefully casual way, “Maybe one day I can plan a vacation for all three of us.”Aiden shot me a grin. He looked almost normal again, though the fire was still simmering in his eyes. “Maybe,” he agreed. “I guess you two should meet before we fly off to the Bahamas together.”“It’s only fair,” I agreed. “I mean, you do knowmyparents.” I held my breath until Aiden laughed. We were getting better, but the subject of my parentage was still loaded. “I do want you to meet my mom,” he said, sliding his credit card into the bill holder and pushing the last of the dessert closer to me
In Bed With Daddy’s Best Friend Book 4: chapter 39
LAYLAAiden and I were still careful at work, but we let our guard down outside of it. We went to dinner together on the other side of town, and once in a while, he even spent the night at my place now that he knew that Liv and Bran were in on the secret.Liv and Bran had their own secret they thought they were keeping, but Aiden and I were experts at this by now. We knew my brother didn’t really crash on the couch at the end of a long night, and we heard him on those nights he pretended to leave and then doubled back.It was nice to see my brother and my best friend falling for each other, even if it was kind of strange. I hoped that when he eventually found out about me andhisbest friend, my dad would feel similarly.“Don’t count on it,” Aiden said when I mentioned it one night. We’d driven across town to eat at a restaurant we figured was far away enough that no one we knew would be there. We were doing that more and more. It was starting to feel normal to be out with him in public
In Bed With Daddy’s Best Friend Book 4: chapter 38
“Layla went home sick. I’m just checking up on her.”Our footsteps echoed loudly on the uncarpeted steps. By mutual agreement, we’d both turned toward the stairwell rather than waiting for the dodgy looking elevator. Bran was ahead of me, and I thought I saw a ghost of a smirk on his face as he turned to go up the next flight. But all he said was, “Cool,” in a voice so indifferent I wondered if I’d imagined the smirk.Thanks to Bran, I didn’t have to knock. The door was propped open on its deadbolt because they were clearly expecting him. He walked in and gestured for me to follow.I’d never been inside Layla’s apartment. I’d only waited out front while she ran in to grab something. It was… fine. Not the kind of place I thought she should be leaving the door propped open, but it could be worse. It had style, even if I wasn’t impressed by the elevator or the security.“Layla,” Bran called. “Your boss is here.”Two voices came at once. An unfamiliar one that said, “I’m on a call!” and t
In Bed With Daddy’s Best Friend Book 4: chapter 37
AIDENWhen I heard that Layla had gone home sick, I texted her.Are you going to my place? I’ll try to leave, too.She didn’t answer. I figured she’d take a nap, but hour by hour crawled by without a response. At lunch, I stepped outside and called her. It went straight to voicemail. I texted again, but I was starting to get the bad feeling that this silence had nothing to do with a cold or a nap.At four, I told Maureen I was leaving early.“You’d better not be sick, too,” she warned.“I’m not. I’ll be online.” I was too distracted to worry about whether she thought it was suspicious that I was leaving early.“What about the happy hour?”I’d already been walking toward the door, but now I pulled up short. I’d forgotten all about the damn happy hour. It wasn’t for anything in particular, just a monthly get together where I got face time with anyone who wanted it, and we patronized our favorite local bar. It wasn’t the most important thing in the world, but I tried to never miss it.“S
In Bed With Daddy’s Best Friend Book 4: chapter 36
Joe glanced at me, sensing for the first time that this news might not be as benign as he thought. “Um, yesterday?” He scratched his nose and eyed me, checking to see how that information went over. When my face darkened, he added, “Maybe. I don’t remember.”“Well I just talked to Maureen about it yesterday morning, so either it was yesterday or it was really early this morning,” I said evenly.“Yeah, it was probably yesterday.” Joe pulled an apologetic face. As if he were the one with something to apologize for. Then he wrapped up his uneaten egg sandwich and made a quick exit.I stayed in the break room for another few minutes, trying to get a handle on my anger. My tendency was to go with the emotion–let it swell and break and deal with the cause of it. I didn’t like to let things fester. This time, though, I really did try to tame it. I asked myself if I was being unreasonable–maybe this wasn’t actually Aiden treating me like a child. Maybe there was some way in which he could ask
In Bed With Daddy’s Best Friend Book 4: chapter 35
LAYLAI sensed Aiden’s mood even before I saw his face. It was the way he moved when he came out onto the balcony. A stiffness in the set of his shoulders that was echoed in his face when he turned around. He lowered himself into the chair beside mine without kissing me first.I closed my book, keeping my finger between the pages to save my spot. I had a pretty good idea what this was about.Aiden didn’t waste time getting to the point. “You went around me.”“I went up the chain of command,” I countered. “I report to Maureen.”“I don’t give a damn who you report to at work. You went aroundme.” He bit off the words. “Not as your boss, but as your–whatever the fuck we’re doing is called.”“I think that about describes it,” I drawled, hoping to tempt him out of this fight. I dogeared the corner of my page and set it down beside my chair.Aiden wasn’t tempted though. Or amused. If anything, his face grew stormier. “If that’s all it was, I wouldn’t bother.”I stood up and slid into his lap
