My Best Friend's Dad

The Surprise Text

Tristan's POV

I was still thinking about Elona. The feeling of jealousy that I felt when I saw Spooky, who was still with her after I told him to stay away from her just made me angry. I don't know what to do to get him away from her. I was asked to make a f^cking speech at the school's career day. I simply agreed because my daughter would be encouraging me to do it. I hate the idea of having to give a speech in front of students who might not even have an interest in business and anything about it. But I did it for my daughter. I signed the paper that I would attend, but nothing irritated me more than Miss Jennings, who constantly threw herself at me. I wanted to leave, I even wished for someone else to assist me. I hate those types of women.

Now, I am back at work, at a meeting that I have been preparing for. I have billions, and yet I will work hard. I will not waste my time just because I have money, but I do have a Crane foundation and I do good where my heart leads me to. My mind drifted away to Elona before I was interrupted.

"I see that you would like to expand the hospital, and that is a great investment. Everyone at the hospital will appreciate it, the new equipment that we need and this is all thanks to you, Mr Crane," One of the board members of the hospital told me, this was something that was dear to my heart.

"Your wife would've been so proud of the good that you are constantly doing," the other said.

I nodded my head with a faint smile. "I knew that she would be. That is important. I have many ideas as to where my vision is going in regard to not only this hospital but the others as well.

Once Estelle passed away, and I started to bury myself in work non-stop, I wanted to invest in the hospital, and I have done that ever since. My phone chimed on the boardroom table and I reached for it while the meeting continued. There were seven members in the meeting and they were talking about other ventures.

Elona's name popped up, and I pressed on her text. Nothing prepared me for what I looked at. She was in revealing clothes that showed a bit more than expected, and it woke my d^ck up. She sent this to me. ME. Was this on purpose? I studied her images and she was so f^cking attractive despite me seeing her in a bikini already, this was the cherry on top. Lingerie.

There was a bodysuit that was on a bed, and I was eager to see her in that one. How it would hug her body...every curve. My erection was straining against my pants and I needed her, which I knew that I couldn't have. She asked me what I thought.

All I could do was reply with, "F^ck," I then continued to send her texts because she was supposed to be in class, and why was she using her phone in class?

Me: I'm in a boardroom meeting, and you sent these pictures to me.

Me: Do you know what that does to me?

Me: Shouldn't you be in class?

I was eager for a response from her. I was oblivious to the meeting. I looked up from my phone as the members continued without me saying anything. My phone chimed in my hand and I looked back at the screen, it was her.

Elona: Oh, it was meant for someone else.

That stirred the anger inside of me.

Me: Who was it meant for? I will beat the sh^t out of him.

Enola: So, you would beat the sh^t out of your own daughter?

Me: Watch that little mouth of yours.

Elona: Or what?

I was surprised that she wanted to know what I would do to her. The confidence.

Me: You wouldn't want to know the things that I would do to you.

Elona: What will that be?

Me: I would...it isn't appropriate for someone like you.

Elona: Well, there was my essay.

She added a smiling emoji. I found myself smirking as I typed my next reply.

Me: F^cking smart ass.

Me: I want to see you in this.

I sent her the image of the bodysuit lingerie...I really wanted to see her in that.

Elona: That won't happen.

Me: I will see you later.

I was about to place my phone on the table as the meeting was about to wrap up, but my phone chimed almost immediately. She was fast.

Elona: I will be busy. I have things to do.

Me: Part of those things includes me. I will see you one way or another.

She won't get away from me that easily after this.

Elona: Mr Crane, I am joining a modeling agency. I will be busy.

My jaw clenched as I read that text over. Modeling agency. No wonder she had been doing photoshoots. I was not happy about that. It was as if things were just becoming worse.

Me: You won't join them. I don't want anyone else to see your body.

I let out a frustrated breath.

Elona: Whatever I do is none of your business.

This young woman will give me a heart attack.

Me: You made it my business when you sent those pictures to me.

Me: Does your dad know about the modeling?

Elona: Yes, he knows about it.

F^ck.

Me: I will have a word with him.

I was not going to let David put Elona in an industry that also has men that are hungry for woman like her.

Elona: Please, leave him out of this.

Me: I love it when you are begging me. Now, focus in class. I will see you later, one way or another.

The meeting wrapped up, and I was desperate to see Elona. I ended up finishing my remaining work for the day before I left the office. I refused to look at my phone, I was ignoring Elona's possible texts. I checked up on Cris at home, and she was focused on her journalism projects that she had to prepare for, and I was happy about that. I told her that I would run some errands, and then I left and went to Elona's house.

David wasn't at home because he was busy with work as he had told me earlier in the day. I didn't knock on the front door. It was already unlocked and I entered. As I walked further into the house, I heard laughter and when I went to the kitchen, Elona and Spooky were standing by the kitchen counter, each with a glass of juice in their hands. Elona's hair was dry and gorgeously blown out. She was in a black bikini top, her breasts threatening to spill. How I wanted to hold them. She was at least wearing denim shorts.

I cleared my throat to snap out of my desires and blood was rushing to my d^ck. They both looked at me. Elona's eyes were huge. Did she really think that I was joking? "Mr Crane," Elona said, and she swallowed.

"Well, I have to leave and focus on homework. I will send you all the pictures once it is ready," Spooky said as he left his now empty glass on the counter. " See you tomorrow," Elona only nodded, she was glued to her spot in surprise. "Mr Crane," Spooky said with disdain as he walked past me.

Elona and I continued to stare at each other until I heard the front door close. "Would you like an orange juice? Freshly squeezed? My dad is still at work," she said.

I smirked, she seemed all shy in front of me, but via text she is all confident...let me not get started when she does the photoshoots. "The orange juice would be nice," I replied.

She placed her half empty glass on the counter, and then she took an orange from the fruit bowl and-she grabbed a knife out of the drawer, she started cutting the orange in a quarter. I moved behind her. Pressing my hard d^ck against her perfect ass. I moved her hair behind her ear and I leaned in, my breath against her. She gasped, pausing at what she was doing. "I don't want him around you, not even other people. I will get what I want. You won't do modeling."

I moved my hands slowly down her arms until I reached her hands. She let go of the orange and the knife. I turned her around. I studied her face as I held onto the counter behind her. My gaze was on her lips. They were parted, her breathing heavy. Her chest rose and fell. I leaned in closer, inches away from her lips. I held myself there just studying them, I was so close to kissing her, I could feel her warm breath. My sweet torture that will come to an end with just one kiss.