Page 4 of One Night with my Best Friend's Dad

He sighs, running a hand through his dark hair. “I know, but we can’t avoid this forever. I never wanted you to leave the way you did.” He glances away for a moment. “I cared for you. I never wanted to hurt you.”

I wrap my arms around myself, suddenly feeling vulnerable. “You took my virginity, Mac, but I’m a big girl. I knew what I was doing.”

“I know. But—”

“Can we just get through this weekend? Please?”

He nods, his expression softening. “Okay. But promise me we’ll talk after the wedding.”

“I promise.” Not wanting to tell him of the bigger news I have for him. Not yet. I’ll let Piper have her day first, because the day she finds out, I may no longer have her as a friend.

He takes my hand and gives it a gentle squeeze. “I never set out to hurt you.”

"I believe you." I give him a small smile before heading back inside, my heart heavy with the weight of my secret.

As I take my seat at the table, Piper leans over to me. “Everything okay?” she asks, her brow furrowed with concern.

I force a smile. “Everything’s fine. I just needed some fresh air.”

She nods, but I can tell she’s not entirely convinced. I know I can’t keep this secret forever, but for now, I’ll do whatever it takes to make sure Piper has the perfect wedding weekend. Even if it means hiding the truth from my best friend.

Chapter 2

Mac

“Thanks, Dad. Did you see Mom? She’s here.”

“I know, I saw her.” Her mother is a control freak and when she found out Piper was getting married on the east coast and not in California, she refused to turn up.

But Piper refused to back down.

Piper laughs as the makeup assistant spritzes her face. “Did she scowl at you?”

I chuckle and nod my head. “When did she never?”

"Thank you," Piper says to the assistant before she stands in front of me.

“You look beautiful, Freckles,” I tell her as I slide her veil over her auburn curls and position it over her face. She’s having a more traditional wedding than I had with her mother. Hopefully, my daughter’s marriage will have the longevity mine never had.

There's a tap on the door, stopping our conversation. I stroll to the door, open it and see the bridesmaids, Kelly and Sophie.

Kelly’s eyes are on mine as she says, “The cars are here.”

“I’m ready,” Piper calls as Kelly and Sophie stroll into the room.

As Kelly passes me, the first thing I notice is the faint scent of the same coconut shampoo I washed her hair with when I held her close to my body in the bathtub after that night.

The night she came for me.

The night she let me be her first.

My cock stirs at the memory.

“Hi Mac,” Sophie says.

“Yeah. Hi.” Kelly says shyly as she peers up at me with her big, beautiful blue eyes. Her golden locks are normally French braided, but today her hair is delicately groomed into a bun.

I turn away, shaking off the fact I am staring at her.

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