My Dad's Bestfriend novel Chapter 112

Evelyn

Jacob and I both jolted on the spot as Rosaline's voice cut through. My gaze trailed to see Rosaline and Enzo standing at the doorway, both with amusement written all over their faces.

I pushed Jacob away and hastily got off the counter, straightening my top. Unable to look at them, I felt my cheeks aflame.

God! This was messed up—they’d seen us like that!

But then, as Jacob's eyes found her, he released a frustrated sigh, proving that his shamelessness knew no bounds.

"Mom, Dad, couldn't you two continue your fight for a bit longer? I never interrupted you two in moments like this!"

"What the hell are you saying? Shut up!" I muttered under my breath, tugging at his shirt from the back, my gaze still on the floor.

This was exactly what I had feared, and my man had successfully achieved it. God, I hated him so much sometimes.

"Hey, you did. We lost so many chances because of you, brat!" Enzo spoke in defense, sounding angry.

"Are you serious right now?" Rosaline looked at him, her cheeks aflame. "So the beating wasn't enough for you then? You need more marks on your arse?"

Enzo looked at her in disbelief, "What did I do?" he asked, looking clueless.

So, this was the moment I understood that Jacob had actually inherited this 'shamelessness'. Both father and son were the same.

"I just can't with you. I'll deal with you later," Rosaline turned her gaze to Jacob, "And you, little brat. Look at you; you're not even concerned enough to show a little bit of embarrassment. Even Evelyn looks embarrassed for you."

"No, she isn't," Jacob tsked, shaking his head, "Look, if you keep interrupting us like this, Mom, you aren't going to have any grandkids, I am telling you."

Was he serious right now? Did he even have the intention to leave any chance to make this worse?

"Jacob, shut up!" I gasped in disbelief, my eyes wide, and my face almost red—I just wanted to hide myself at this point.

"She's too young to have kids anyway, you rascal! Don't even think of making her pregnant now," Rosaline strode towards us and gripped Jacob's ear tight, tugging at it. He groaned, trying to free himself, but Rosaline didn't budge.

"Mom, what are you doing? I am not a kid anymore!" Jacob groaned, clearly pissed off.

"Then what are you? You are still the same kid to me. So shut your damn mouth. How dare you try to expose your mom and dad's secrets right before your girlfriend on the very first day of her stay? What would she think of us?!" She glared at him, offering me one glance and turning her expression into a soft smile before saying, "Don't mind us, Evie. I'll fix his attitude soon."

With that, she dragged Jacob out of the kitchen, while he yelled about being a businessman now, much older, and deserving respect.

As they left, Enzo and I looked at each other, both left speechless by the scenario, although Enzo was much familiar with it, as it seemed like an everyday thing.

But then we both burst out laughing.

"Wow!" I exclaimed, laughing, tears gathering at the corners of my eyes, "Rosaline really has a hold on him, huh?"

"He never listens to me; it's always her, and it'll always be her," Enzo chuckled, walking inside and pulling out a bottle of wine from the shelf.

"So here, I've got a whole bottle of red wine for you like you asked last time, so make sure to finish that," he handed me the bottle, and I held it, hugging it closer to my chest before showing him a thumbs up.

"I will, Enzo. You can trust me on that!"

***

"God, your ear's still red," I laughed, looking at Jacob as he changed into casual clothing, slipping on a pair of trousers, and standing shirtless before me. He took a moment to brush his hair, using his fingers before he stood before the footboard of the bed, beckoning me with two of his fingers.

"Come here."

"Was that an order?" I cocked an eyebrow; his tone sounded authoritative, more like the one he used on me in bed. Usually, it wasn't his regular tone.

"If you think so," He shrugged, his expression not really revealing anything, "Now get your ass here, Tesoro."