My Dad's Bestfriend (Evelyn and Jacob) novel Chapter 227

Evelyn

He had left after we had sex. Lots of sex.

As always, I loved every part of it. Every moment. Every nip, every kiss, every thrust, every rub against skin to skin. And the way it left me smelling nothing but like him. The pure scent of Jacob Adriano, the smell of his presence, the scent of his breath and the beautiful smell of that shampoo he uses.

Argh! I loved that man.

I'd probably love him more tomorrow. A little more the next day. And then again more the following day.

It'd go like this.

Forever.

But now, no matter how much I loved my man and how strictly he'd told me not to step out of the apartment alone, I couldn't help but feel the itch of the open breezes against my skin. I wanted to go out and pretend that I was safe and not scared even if I wasn't. But I also knew I'd be risking my baby's health and mine if I happened to be caught anywhere near that Tyler named monster whom I could feel everywhere these days. Worse, sometimes even in my dreams.

So, I knew that I'd stay at a crowded space.

I'd stick to a crowded cafe. Yes, it'll be safe and if I come back home safely, he wouldn't even be mad. Maybe just a little bit, but he wouldn't be able to stay mad forever. The highest he could stay mad at for, would be just an hour.

Smiling at the thought, I picked my phone and shot Bianca a text, "Be there at La Dolce Vita, I am coming."

Her text came almost instantly, "Girlie, got rid of the old man?"

"Hey! He's not an old man—he's my man, a handsome one at that. So, stop trying to belittle my fiance and just come to the cafe."

"Okay, Bossy. I will be there before you." I could almost imagine her classic eye roll from the text.

"Better be."

I hopped off the bed, and put on my clothes on and even took a minute to do my makeup and hair. Nothing special, just a loose fitted dress, a pair of comfy snickers, a messy hairstyle and some concealer and lipgloss. But hey, that also took a lot of work given these days I literally had no energy to anything.

Within the next half an hour, I was out of our apartment, locking it right so that the chances of that bastard sneaking into our apartment whilst both of us were gone would be thin. However just the thought of him doing that, being there behind there, in the closet with a knife waiting for me scared the life out of me.

I couldn't even imagine him being anywhere near me.

It was horrifying.

I shrugged the feeling off and just decided to relax and feel like just another pregnant woman, with a lovely fiance, lovely family and no more issues than swollen feet and puffy face. And for a moment, I almost realized how nice it'd have been if Tyler wasn't there like a shadow.

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