~ Pearl
I was in love with my best friend’s dad.
That was the only plausible explanation for me ogling at him while Stella ranted off about something.
Mr. Paulo flexed his hands as he continued to chop the wood, Oh lord for his age he was f*****g fit and insanely hot.
“Are you even listening to me?”
I blinked back to reality and found myself looking back at my best friend who was staring at me.
Absolutely busted.
I tried to play it off as best as I could, but I hoped she couldn’t tell. I smiled in her direction and c****d my head, pretending like I had been listening to her the whole time.
The last thing I needed was for her to know what was going on in my head.
She would hate me forever.
Stella was a lot of sweet things, but being forgiving wasn't part of the list. She was als
