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“Your dad is the only issue I see here.”

“Emma—”

“You liked him, indulged, and think there’s a problem? I don't think so.”

“Yeah, but he's my client’s father, my father’s best friend, too. There are a million and one reasons I shouldn't indulge. And… and Dad, too. It's just... complicated.”

She hummed, taking her time before talking. “I thought he was just a fuck buddy?”

I stuttered. “W- what do you mean?” For reasons unknown to me, I cringed at the title.

She tsked. “But obviously, there are more feelings involved.”

My heart resumed its harsh pace.

“What do you feel for him? Love? Desire? Lust?”

I shook my head, blinking rapidly. The question was sudden. Too sudden.

I never allowed myself to think about it. The only thing I felt right now was guilt.

“The only thing I feel right now is guilt.” I gripped the hem of my nightie lightly. “I just want Dad and me to be like we were.”

She laughed. I felt stupid as I listened to the sound of her long, dry, humorless laughter.

“Bullshit,” she snorted. “I call bullshit.”

Bullshit…

“There's a reason you finally told me all this. It's because you're confused. Confusion only happens when you're torn between two things, Evie. I think you're torn between the guilt that comes with your dad and something else that comes with your boss.”

This was certainly not what I hoped to hear when I spoke to her. I didn't want to hear anything that'd give even a slight chance of…

“You don’t have to tell me whatever it is you feel for him right now. But denying it is only fooling yourself.”

I held my breath at her words. I had no response.

“Some things are worth fighting for, Evie,” she breathed. “Just… talk to your dad. You're his daughter, even better, his only family. He’ll come around, Evie.”

Maybe he will, but at what cost? The fact still remains that I betrayed his trust.

“Yeah.” I licked my dry lips.

“I'll talk to you later. I have to run a few errands. Bye,” she chirped like she hadn't just disrupted my train of thought.

“Bye, Emma.”

I sighed and nestled in my chair before dropping my phone on the vanity. I let my mind run over her words.

Did I really feel anything more than lust? It was all lust, right?

He was handsome, and any woman would certainly want to indulge. I was no different from any other woman who was lusting after him, right?

Fuck. I'd never thought of this— I never allowed myself to think such things and only focused on the hindrances. His status with Dad, my status as a professional, and Sophie.

A strangled breath escaped my lips. It was going to take time to figure out what this thing I felt was.

Or even if there was anything else attached to Ethan.

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