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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
My Father's Best Friend She'll Never Be My Mother
AndrewThe kitchen sang with life as Karen flipped, stirred, and blended. With the morning sun’s rays coming through the windows, the day rang with a familiarity I hadn’t felt in a long time. Or maybe that I hadn’t noticed.“Here you are, Mr. Marx.” My housekeeper set the green smoothie down in front of me with a flourish. I inspected it warily. “Yes, I know it’s a new recipe. But don’t worry. You won’t even taste the greens.”“All right.” I shrugged and took a sip, nothing but pineapple and banana on my tongue.“Now if we can get Raven to drink one of these,” Karen muttered, going back to the counter.“Did you see her last night?” I asked.“No.” She turned the dishwasher on, frowning. “She wasn’t back when I left around six.”“Oh.” I looked away. It seemed Raven had taken my encouragement that she spend more time with her peers to heart. I’d barely seen her since the fundraiser the weekend before.Or maybe she was avoiding me.“Karen, has Raven talked to you at all?”Drying her hands
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Andrew“Raven,” I gasped. “Don’t say that you’re not meant to have a mother.”“Why not?” she countered with a steely look. “It’s how I feel.”“Okay,” I nodded, wanting to diffuse the situation before it escalated into a fight. “That’s understandable. I don’t think anyone is ‘not meant’ to have something that’s supposed to be good, though. We’re not cursed or anything.”The dubious look on her face said otherwise.“Really,” I pushed. “What happened to Mom was an accident. Nothing more. She didn’t deserve it, and we didn’t deserve it.”My heart tightened, and I looked down at my lap. We didn’t speak about Danica much. Raven had some therapy after her passing a decade before, but as for me, maybe I’d moved on too fast. I hadn’t predicted the ways Danica’s absence would affect Raven in the years to come. I’d focused on what the little girl Raven had lost, not what the teenager and young woman Raven would need.“Yeah,” she said. “I know it wasn’t our fault.”“Really?”“Yes. Don’t worry, Da
My Father's Best Friend Telling Her Parents
LanieThe cold crept into my car as I sat in my parents’ driveway and stared at their house. I used to think the place was too big, but that was before I had seen Andrew’s home. Now Mom and Dad’s two-story looked modest in comparison.I pushed my hands between my thighs to keep them warm as I continued to look at the house. The automatic lights in the front had come on, sensing that nighttime was no more than an hour away.I’d spent half the day trying to forget what I was about to do and the other half walking around the park and talking about it with Erica. Still, the answer remained the same. Honesty was the best policy.I could just leave. All I have to do is turn my car on and back out of the parking lot. Consequences be screwed. I knew that was silly, though. Plus, the house’s front door was opening. My mom popped her head out and, seeing me, waved me in.Plastering a smile on my face, I climbed from the car.“What are you doing out here?” Mom asked, arms wrapped around herself
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