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My Father's Best Friend The Morning After
AndrewFingers laced behind my head, I stared at the ceiling above my bed, thoughts running a thousand miles per hour.What were the chances of Bob being Lanie’s father? How come he never corrected me and told me she went by a nickname and not by Elizabeth? Was this moral? Was this a train wreck waiting to happen?Bob had been my closest friend for years. I couldn’t go behind his back and date his daughter. Right?Sighing, I turned to look at the pillow next to me. Every morning I woke up, the bed seemed larger, too spacious for one person. I’d thought Lanie would be sharing the mattress with me the night before, warming not only a bed but a spot in my life that had been vacant for far too long.Still, my body ached for her. It didn’t understand why my damn head hadn’t allowed her to come over.It’s too complicated, I reminded myself as I hauled my ass up. With what happened at the fundraiser and Raven not feeling well, there was too much going on. As badly as I needed Lanie in my arm
My Father's Best Friend On a Break
Andrew“I get why Raven would be upset to think we’re sneaking around. I don’t want to feel like it’s that way.”“We weren’t,” she said in a small voice.“Yes, but if we continue to see each other without telling your parents, it will be sneaking around.”More silence filled the conversation, and I wished I could take back the “but” in my statement. It made the whole situation sound too precarious, like I had no faith in the two of us at all.“You don’t want to tell them, do you?”“My dad will be so angry,” she instantly said. “You must know that. You’re, like, his best friend, right?”It was supposed to be a joke, but it didn’t land its mark.“I can’t lie to him, Lanie,” I insisted.“What is he going to say when you tell him? Do you honestly think it’ll go well?”I chewed that over. Bob was a strong-willed man. An opinionated one. A pretty traditional one, as well. And protective. Even if he didn’t spend enough time with his family, I knew from the way he’d spoken in the past that he
My Father's Best Friend The Voice of Reason
LanieThe tiny gong in the yoga room sounded, signaling the start of the meditation period. Sucking in a long breath, I straightened my back and focused on the sensation of my palms on my knees.I can do this. I can meditate for five minutes without thinking about Andrew at all. Wait. Damn. I’m thinking about him. Is he disappointed in me? Should I just tell my parents and get it over with?“Crap,” I whispered.Hopping up, I snatched up my yoga mat and bag and hurried past everyone else sitting cross-legged, eyes closed, and out of the room. In the bathroom, I ran the water as cold as I could take it and splashed it on my face.A knock on the door made me turn, face dripping water droplets on my tank top. “Just a second.”“It’s me,” Erica said through the door. “Are you okay?”Drying my cheeks with a paper towel, I opened the door. “I’m fine.”She arched a brow. “You cursed and then ran out during meditation.”“Meditation is hard.” Taking my bag, which I had since stuffed my mat into,
My Father's Best Friend If It's Meant to Be
LanieErica sighed. “Your dad would get over it eventually.”“It could destroy his relationship with Andrew.”“If that’s the case, then it wasn’t that strong in the first place.” Crack went another peanut shell, and she popped the contents into her mouth. “Let’s come back here next weekend.”I pulled my bag from my phone and checked it, unable to stop myself. No messages. No missed calls. Andrew and I weren’t supposed to be talking, but I couldn’t stop getting my hopes up and thinking he’d throw caution to the wind and get in touch anyway.“It makes me feel odd,” I said, dropping my voice. “Having sex with my dad’s friend. Wouldn’t that be weird for you?”“No,” she flatly said. “Say you dated someone your dad had never met, then ended up getting married, and then he and your dad started watching football games or whatever guys do together. That happens all the time. It’s called becoming family. My brother in law Damon, and his wife, Bethany were basically family first. Remember? His f
My Father's Best Friend Three Days In
AndrewThree days and twelve hours. That’s how long it had been since I’d last heard Lanie’s voice.But who was counting?Shutting down the computer in my downtown office, I groaned and leaned back in my chair. It had been days since I last stayed so long at work, but I hadn’t been able to stomach the prospect of going home to an empty house. Being eight o’clock, Karen would have left for the day. Raven was having some big dinner with the rest of the German club, something I had insisted she go to. Just her joining the club had been a big deal.So, left all alone, I’d opted to stay at the office.But now everyone else was gone, and I had run out of things to do.Shrugging into my coat, I picked up my briefcase, snatched up my keys, and left the quiet room. The main area of the floor was equally as silent, everyone else long gone.As I rounded the corner, Jacob, a young intern, jumped and dropped the papers he held.“What are you still doing here?” I asked.“Um, just, I was just leavin
My Father's Best Friend You Can't Run From the Truth
Andrew“What are you doing here?” Saxton asked with a laugh.I snorted, the depressive cloud broken by his appearance. “Just having a couple of drinks.”He accepted my handshake with a skeptical look. “I never see you here during the week. Not unless you’re having a meeting.”“And I never see you here without a woman.”Saxton caught the bartender’s attention. “I’ll have what my good buddy is having.”I chuckled, either because of the whiskey I’d pounded or out of pleasure from seeing Saxton. “So what about it? Why are you here all by yourself?”He turned to face me straight on. His hair was different again, the highlights he’d had the other week replaced by darker tones. “I figured it might be best to give that a breather. Just around here, you know. If I keep showing up with girls at the country club, how am I going to pick up girls at the country club? They’ll all think I’m—”“Exactly what you are?”Saxton winked and put a finger to his lips. “Shh.”“My lips are sealed.”“I know the
My Father's Best Friend Another Man
LanieLatte clutched in hand, I stepped around a group of chatting girls and beelined for the table by the window. Judging by the quick stakeout I’d performed upon entering the cafe, it was the best spot. With a round table surrounded by cozy, plush chairs, it also provided a good view of the street.Which meant I’d see Andrew before he saw me.Just thinking about him had my stomach twisting into knots a sailor would have been proud of. The only contact we’d had all week was the sparse text messages on Wednesday night. Even though Andrew had said he wanted to see me, he hadn’t been able to meet until tonight, Friday. Apparently, just like me, he’d been filling up the calendar.I only hoped this meant Raven wasn’t being pushed to the side again. If, after all the work Andrew put into repairing their relationship, life reverted back to its old way, I would feel awful. Like I had something to do with it all.I suppose I did.Taking a careful sip of my latte, I set it down on the table. I
My Father's Best Friend We Have to Tell Him the Truth
LanieI bit back a strangled cry. Despite the frustrations I’d been harboring, seeing him looking so broken had me coming undone. “I’m sorry about everything, too,” I whispered.Andrew looked up at me with sad eyes. “I haven’t spoken with your father.”“Neither have I.”His inhale sucked up all the air in the vicinity. “I’ve been trying to work this out, to figure out what we should do.” He paused. “What do you think?”I slowly licked my lips. “It’s complicated.”“Uh-huh.”“I know I’m a coward.” My voice cracked on the last word, and I shut up, afraid that if I said any more, I’d break down.Andrew stiffed. “No, Lanie, don’t say that. It’s not true.”“It’s silly, but I still have this fear of disappointing my parents, you know? Like I’m ten or something.”“A lot of adults feel that way.”“I know.” I nodded thoroughly. “I’ve taken classes on the subject, for god’s sake. But that doesn’t make things any different for me, oddly enough.”He smirked. “If it’s any comfort, I’m here right al
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