My Dad's Bestfriend novel Chapter 36

Evelyn

"Whoa, is this yours?" I asked, my eyes locked onto the sleek motor yacht resting gracefully at the marina. It was beautiful. Having ventured on numerous yacht tours due to my father's unwavering affection for coastal areas, I thought I had seen it all. But this vessel was a real beauty.

"No, it's not mine. If you want to see mine, you'll have to accompany me to Italy," he replied, his fingers intertwining with mine as he guided me aboard, "However, for tonight, it belongs to us. I've arranged for its booking."

"Wow, it's absolutely stunning," I marveled, stepping inside, "I've never come across anything quite this beautiful."

"Hey, my yachts are even better," he chuckled, walking towards the bridge, "This was the closest match I could find here."

"Sure thing," I rolled my eyes, trying to get on his nerves as usual, "You talk a big game. I bet your taste isn't that great."

"Careful now, young lady," he said with a sudden change in tone, grabbing my jaw and gently pressing me against the wall. His eyes held a challenge, but there was a hint of amusement as well, like he knew exactly what I was up to, yet opted for the chance to intimidate me.

Holy shit!

His other hand reached out, fingers toying with the hem of my top, "You should already know how good my taste is," he whispered, his lips brushing against my earlobe. "Don't you see yourself in the mirror? What a shame!"

My heart raced, and a subtle blush warmed my cheeks as I tried to stifle a smile, "I'm not falling for your tricks. You can save them for someone else."

He chuckled softly, the sound sending shivers down my spine. "Oh, but you've already fallen, my love. In fact, it happened a long time ago."

I parted my lips, intending to respond, but, unfortunately, no words emerged.

"What? Cat got your tongue?" He grinned, leaning in to pepper my face with kisses. His lips danced from my cheeks to my chin and then my nose.

"Hey, cut it out."

"Why? Is someone ticklish?"

"No, I'm not."

"Yes, you are," A mischievous glint sparkled in his eyes as he challenged me, a knowing smile playing on his lips. He leaned in again, this time trailing kisses down my throat.

A gasp escaped my lips as my breath quickened. He held me closer, teasing and playfully nipping at my skin, leaving his marks behind.

"We're going to be late..." I managed to breathe out, my voice tinged with a mix of urgency and reluctance. "You mentioned it's a long journey."

I could feel his reluctance to stop, but eventually, he relented, "Unfortunately, you're right," he sighed, his nose tracing a gentle path along my cheek, "We have to return early, or else your dad will go crazy, and now that your mother's here, she'll be concerned too."

Suddenly a thought hit my mind at the mention of my mother.

That day when she came....Jacob told me a story— one that had quite a different narrative than today's one

"Wait...I have something to ask you,"

"What is it?"

"I am sorry to ask, but that day, when my mother arrived and lost my shit. You told me a story— your mum died the day you were born," I began, "And today you said something different, I can for sure say that, today's one wasn't a lie but—" I left my words hanging in the air and saw him pressing his lips together as if suppress a laughter.

"You lied to me back then?!" My eyes widened in disbelief.

"Well... it wasn't exactly a lie. My emotions were genuine," he responded, clearing his throat and nervously scratching the back of his neck. "I just wanted to uplift your spirits."

Unbelievable. I can't believe this man...

"Jacob... you..."

"We are getting late, Evelyn," he hastily moved to start the yacht's engine, "We can talk about this later."

"Oh hell no, we are talking about now, " And I followed him.

***

Well, it didn't take me long enough to forgive Jacob for his stupid lies. We had made up pretty quickly, perhaps within five minutes we were laughing once again.

"Wow!" My eyes fixed on the island in sheer awe. "It's incredibly beautiful."

The stars adorned the sky above it like scattered glitter, casting a mesmerizing glow. The weather was remarkably pleasant, with gentle breezes caressing my skin as if in a delicate embrace. The moon hung in the sky like a polished silver plate— This was the first time I had been so fascinated by it.

Damn! This feels so different, almost as if something within me has shifted. Was it the serene nature or was it just Jacob? Perhaps, it was just him— The magic at the moment.

"I'm glad you like it," he spoke from behind me, his arms enveloping me as he rested his chin on my shoulder.

"How did you discover this one? It seems more secluded than the others nearby," I inquired, stealing a glance at him.

"I'm acquainted with this spot because, hopefully within the next three months, it will belong to me."

"Oh..wait, what?" My jaw practically hit the floor.

"You heard me," he chuckled, "This island has been a long-term project of mine, and it's actually personal. It's not just another real estate venture; The first time when I saw this island, I just knew this had to be mine."

Suppressing my grin I pivoted to face him. Slowly, I lifted my arms, encircling my hands around his neck, "I can understand you, Jacob. There was a moment in my life when I experienced a similar sentiment."