My Dad's Bestfriend novel Chapter 32

Evelyn

A few hours felt like an eternity. I was acting like a desperate puppy, and I didn't know what was wrong with me.

Had I always been crazy about Jacob, or was this new? I couldn't tell, but his presence meant a lot to me. I wanted him close all the time and even found excuses to keep him from going to the gym.

For me and my enigmatic thoughts, it would be very much logical to suggest myself as an exercise for him.

"Sex burns calories, doesn't it?" I asked Jennie, who was painting her nails beside me, while Mason checked out guys on social media, and Nancy searched through her luggage.

"I guess it does," Jennie replied.

Maybe I could offer him...

"Why are you suddenly so curious? Is it because you are feeling tired after getting your cherry popped?" Mason teased, showing that he was not only into checking out men but also keenly listening.

"Shut up!" I blushed red and threw a pillow at him, which he effortlessly dodged.

"Oh come on. What's there to feel shy about when you have already taken that big dick down your throat and elsewhere," Mason rolled his eyes, "Just share some details already," This was the fifth time he'd insisted on knowing what I and Jacob had done last night.

The thought of remembering last night made my cheeks ten times hotter.

"I swear, I placed the packet of condoms right here!" Nancy's sudden shout frightened all of us.

"Hey, why you shouting like a mad dog?" Jennie asked, pissed, "You ruined my nail art!"

"Forget about your damn nail art! My whole life's at stake right now!"

"For a packet of condoms?" I asked, bewildered.

"You don't fucking get it! I brought it just so there wouldn't be any inconvenience. I already met a guy last night and I thought of fucking him today," She released a frustrated groan, "God! What I am going to do now?!"

"Wait a minute, Nancy. You are not the one with the dick, then why are you creating a fuss about it?" Jennie quipped.

"Just so, if he doesn't have a condom, I get to have one so that there won't be any delay in the fucking, duh."

"God, that's awful," A laugh slipped past my lips, however, soon as Nancy's glaring gaze landed at me, I sealed my mouth shut.

"I... I think I have one," Mason dug into his pocket and brought out a single sachet, "Will that be enough for today?" His nervousness was out of character; he usually taunted Nancy for her clumsiness.

"Wait..." Nancy's eyes widened as she snatched the sachet from his hand, "These are the same ones I bought!"

Well... that explains it.

"Come on, Nancy. You're not the only one who buys from the brand," He tried to shrug it off with laughter, but his expression gave him away, "It can only be a coincidence."

"A coincidence? My foot!" She grabbed him by the ear, making him stand up, "How dare you steal my condoms?!"

Jennie stifled a laugh as I watched with wide eyes.

"You didn't need them, so I thought I could use some," he whined.

"Some? You used all of them, you asshole."

"Fine, I am sorry. Now let go of my precious ear."

"Precious ear? I will bite off your stupid little ear, you jerk," She slapped him on the back of his head, "How dare you use my condoms?! I will fucking kill you!"

"Then what am I going to steal, your bikini? I am not sure, I would look too good in that. Besides that your boobs are small, mine won't fit."

It seemed like Mason was really into digging a grave for himself.

"You fucking jerk, how dare you call my boobs small?! Do you know how many compliments I get because of them?!" Nancy twisted his ear, earning an 'ouch' from Mason, "More than you'll get for your ass in this lifetime."

"They only say that because there's nothing else to compliment!"

Oh shit!

"You are so dead today. Before Samuel's wedding, I will make everyone attend your funeral!"

"Guys guys, stop it," I finally decided to intervene, and rushed down the bed, standing between them, "There's a drugstore nearby. You two can go there and buy condoms for yourselves, okay?"

"No, it's not. Look at that jerk. He's not even sorry," Nancy once again tried to pounce at him, and Mason hid behind my back.

"Evelyn, stop her!"

"I am stopping her, but you need to say sorry too," I cleared my throat, trying hard not to laugh.

"Okay, fine. I am sorry."

"That didn't sound very genuine," Nancy crossed her arms over her chest.

"Nancy, that's enough. You two can't fight the whole day," I rolled my eyes, "Now, go make-up, or else the drugstore might close soon. It takes an hour to get there."

"Here, take my car keys," Jennie tossed her keys, which Mason caught.

"Come, I will drive you there. You are a rash driver, and I promised your mother not to let you drive and cause an accident," Mason spoke, pursing his lips as if to let her know his contempt, although he was at fault.

"Fine," Nancy finally let go of the glare etched on her face, "Let's go."

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'When are you going to be back?'—I texted the devil as I sat on the sofa, in the living room, along with Dad, Clara and...well, my mother.

'I am on my way. Five minutes max.'—The response came soon.