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Best Friend’s Daughter

By Isa Adam

Copyright@2018 by Isa Adam

Smashwords Edition

This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locales is purely coincidental.

It is intended only for adults over the age of 18 and all characters are represented as 18 or over.

"I can't wait to meet your family," Anthony thought to tell her that it wasn't exactly his family but his best friend’s. It didn't seem very important. Not when they were the only family he had ever known.

"I can't wait for you to meet them," he said instead his eyes fixed steadily on the road.

"Do you think we're going too fast?" Barbara asked. Anthony had been thinking the exact same thing. He'd only known her for a week yet here he was driving her to meet his “family.” However, Anthony happened to be smarter now. He knew where their relationship was going and also knew that he was too old to mess around when he had the real thing in front of him.

"I don't think so," he replied after their lengthy silence. He reached for her hand and squeezed it gently. He was going to fall in love with this woman. He could already feel it happening so fast he thought he might lose his mind.

"This is where they live?" she asked cautiously observing the neighborhood as they drove in.

"Yes. Why?" he asked.

"This is where my parents live. I cancelled on this big dinner so I could come with you. I guess this means I'll have time to drop by their place later," she said looking at him hopefully. He knew enough about her from this one week to know what that look meant.

"I'll be delighted to come with you," he said knowing she wasn't going to ask him.

"I'd love that," was her brief reply but Anthony wasn't fooled enough to think she wasn't excited. Barbara had a way of hiding her feelings from him. He suspected it was because of some past hurts. Hopefully, she would be able to get past that as they spent more time together.

"What's wrong?" he asked her. He'd noticed her eyes widen as they came to a stop.

"I just didn't know you were related to Travis," she said her eyes falling to a well-kept house across from them. He could tell from her look that she had no love for the family that lived there. Good thing that wasn't where he'd been heading.

"I don't know them. We're going to that house over there," he said pointing to another one. That didn't seem to make her feel any better.

"What?" she asked," Is this a joke?"

"What are you talking about?" he was completely taken aback.

"You brought me to my parents’ place," she pointed out. "We you ever going to take me to meet your family."

"That is my family. I mean I consider them my family," he corrected. "You meant to tell me that Eric and Leila are your parents."

"This is unbelievable," Barbara said holding her head in her hands. She didn't seem to buy his surprise.

"Eric is going to kill me," he said murmuring to himself so that she wouldn't hear him.

"How did you think this was going to play out?" she asked harshly," did you think it was a good idea to play a prank like this one."

"It's not a prank. You're overreacting. It was a harmless mistake and I'm sure we could find a way to fix it," Anthony could see from her face that he probably shouldn't have told her she was overreacting. She opened her mouth to say something but then stopped. Her eyes widened in horror as she fixed them behind him. He turned to see what had had her so shocked. His heart dropped when he saw that it was none other than Eric's wife Leila. They'd never met in person but he could recognize her from the countless photos Eric had sent. He could see now where Barbara got her looks.

"You must be Anthony," she said leaning over the open car window. “What are you doing here Barbara?"

"I met Anthony on the way over and he gave me a lift," she explained effortlessly. Anthony found it unsettling that she could come up with a lie so fast and not bat an eyelash.

"What happened to your car? I thought you had a date?" her mom burst into questions.

"Calm down Mom. My car broke down and I pushed my date. I know how much this dinner means to Dad," she lied.

"I'm glad you chose to came honey," she replied. “Why are you all still waiting in the car? Come in."

Barbara didn't spare Anthony a single glance as she walked to her mother to embrace her. She didn't even bother looking behind as she walked past them to the door. Anthony knew it was for the best but he just didn't like the way she was being so cold. He could already tell that this was going to be an awkward night. However, he couldn't hide his excitement at seeing Eric after all those years.

"Guess who's here," he heard Leila yell to her husband. He came running into the living room and paused at the doorway his eyes falling on both Anthony and Barbara.

"He drove me here," Barbara explained before he could ask any more questions. Eric had never been a complicated man and that was enough for him to run over to his daughter and hug her. Anthony was next and the two of them engaged in a brief manly hug.

"You look old," Anthony joked looking Eric over. The truth was apart from a few graying hairs nothing had changed about Eric since the last time they had seen each other.

"You'll get here soon," Eric replied. Anthony was a few years younger than Eric.

Despite his excitement, Anthony couldn't help but notice how awkward dinner was. Barbara completely avoided his gaze. Even the slightest contact would make her cringe in horror. It was as if any feelings she'd previously had for him had been replaced with hatred. It was devastating when he kept trying to get her attention. He'd thought that maybe some time alone would be enough to explain his innocence. However, Barbara wasn't a very easy person to convince. He'd learned that the first time he'd asked her out. It'd taken a lot of begging on his part but it had eventually paid off. He saw himself having to beg again if he was ever going to assure her.

""What do you think of my daughter?" they were alone after dinner when Eric asked him the question.

"What do you mean?" he asked stunned. He had been so nervous around his friend afraid that he would find out that he's been dating her daughter for a week now.

"I'm so proud of her," he replied and Anthony felt he could breathe again.

Eric went into a whole speech about his daughter. From the way his eyes shone, Anthony could tell that he was really proud of her. It was strange how she had rarely come up in their conversations. He had of course sent pictures of his whole family but in most of them, she would have been too young to recognize.

"How come you never talked about her?" he asked curiously.

"Because I don't trust you with my daughter," Eric replied. Anthony knew his friend well enough not to be offended by his words.

"I've changed now," Anthony felt he had to defend himself. Especially if Eric was ever going to accept what was going on between him and his daughter.

"It's not the first time I've heard that," Eric replied. “I think I do believe it this time though."

Anthony felt grateful that he did. The last thing he wanted was to make Eric uncomfortable where his daughter was concerned. He knew he had a terrible history when it came to women. Especially younger women but he was grown up now. All he wanted was to finally settle down like Eric had with a woman he could love and children he could call his own. He had put it off too long but had known ever since he'd lay eyes on Barbara that it was finally time. His days of messing around with women were finally done.

"She doesn't speak much," he said. He knew more than anyone that Barbara could speak a lot when she wanted to. This was just an effort to get to understand what lay in beautiful mind of hers.

"That's probably because she doesn't like you. It's my fault," Eric said avoiding his eyes.

"How is that your fault?" Anthony asked.

"I might have told her about your past once before. There is nothing Barbara hates more than a man like that," Eric explained. Anthony nodded. It did make a lot of sense. She probably thought him capable of playing a cruel joke on her from what she'd heard. He would have to try and make her changed her mind about him.

"Some friend you are," he said to Eric and they both burst into fits of laughter.

The rest of the night wasn't as uncomfortable. At least Anthony knew what to expect from her. This time though, he would have to find a better way to fix it. He had never felt this way about another woman and he was damned if he let her go.

Back at his hotel that night, Barbara didn’t bother to check on him. She didn't even pick up his calls. In fact no one from the reception picked up his calls. He had a feeling she'd asked them to ignore him. She had that kind of power being the owner. It seemed like the kind of thing Barbara would do without a second thought. That was why he'd never wanted to be on her wrong side. This was probably another way of telling him that he wasn't welcome to stay at her hotel while he was in town. She probably thought that he'd find another place come morning. If that was the case then Barbara had better think again. One thing she should have known about Anthony by then was that he never gave up. Especially not on something as good as her.

When morning came, Anthony had a vague idea on what exactly he was going to do. The first step was staying at the hotel despite her wishes. This proved to be a hard task when he couldn't even get access to room service. Barbara had really decided she wasn't going to let him off that easily. With none of her staff giving him the time of day, Anthony had to hire his own people to get things ready. If this wasn't going to get her back then he had no idea what would ever work.

Anthony's people went right to work after he'd paid them. He paid them really good money after all. It was all going to go down in the small space at the reception. He didn't mind that his work caused so many disturbances to everyone else. In fact, he counted on it. That was probably the only way he was ever going to get her to come. It might have been bad for business but Barbara was a smart girl and would recover.

"What do you think you're doing?" she asked walking toward him. He was already done at the time and his workers already gone. He could feel the eyes of the other residents fixed firmly on him probably hoping that Barbara would get rid of him.

"I was setting up an amusement park for you," he replied a bit too confidently for her taste.

"Is that what you call this?" she asked. Her eyes wandered about curiously. Anthony had to admit that it was the worst job he could have done. The space was too small and so it looked mostly like a couple of toys crammed together in a really tiny cabinet. Only the small bouncing castle he'd ordered stood proudly in the middle of his wreck. That was the one creation he was proud of. He could see from her eyes that she felt the same way. Other than that there was a cotton candy stand and a clown he regretted hiring.

"It's the best I could do with the time and space you gave me," he explained that quirky smile still gracing his lips.

"Couldn't you have done this outside?" she asked still not believing her eyes.

"I thought it'd be better here. Of course you wouldn't let your staff come anywhere near me so I couldn't ask for a bigger room," he replied.

"Why would you do this?" his face was burning with rage. What he'd done was completely unnecessary and bothered everyone else. The assortment of items made it impossible for her guests to use the elevator and they had to take the stairs.

"Because it reminds you of your favorite birthday," he replied. She felt her eyes well up with tears. He was right. Though it wasn't well put it reminded her of the best day of her life. Her parents had no money then and they had been reduced to begging from friends. When her birthday had come, she hadn't expected much yet her parent had tried to make her dream come true. Of course they hadn't had most of this and had to borrow but she could still remember having an incredible amount of fun.

"You think this is funny, don't you?" she accused her voice growing shaky.

"I wasn't playing with you Barbara. I really like you," he said then added after a pause. “I think I'm in love with you."

Barbara could hold herself any more. She'd been fighting the urge to call him for days now. She dropped everything she'd been holding and ran to him. She flung her arms about his shoulders. The crowd which had been previously irritated were stunned. The couple didn't mind the looks everyone gave them and they kissed right in front of them. Anthony took her hand and led her to his hotel room. He threw her on top of the mattress before climbing in after her. He stripped them of all their clothes before plunging into her. Her eyes widened and a moan escaped her throat at the feel of him inside her. He body wrapped around his like a vine as he started to move inside her. She came first and he came right after her. He rolled off her and lay next to her playing with her hair. Barbara didn't know why she'd thought he'd betray her. Anthony was clearly a good man. One whom she hoped to have forever. She was never going to let him go again.

The End

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