Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father - Chapter 203
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“Oh my god,” I mutter, my mouth full of crab cake, my eyes almost rolling back into my head
with how delicious it is.
“This is…seriously, how do they get such good seafood up in the mountains? This tastes like it
was
caught this morning!”
“I think it was,” Ivan replies, equally intent on a lobster tail. “I think they’ve got a guy whose
whole job is to drive up from the shore in the mornings with the freshest catch. Then he goes
back at night.”
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“A lot of lonely hours on the road,” I murmur, nodding seriously, “but he’s doing God’s work.”
I take a final bite and then, groaning, lean on the backrest of the queen–sized lounge positioned
on my father’s third–floor deck, looking out over the scenery. We’re eating al fresco tonight and
the view is…amazing. Just treetops and mountain peaks as far as the
eye can see.
As much as I resent my father
my cheek still carries the phantom sting of his slap – I have
to admit…his taste in vacation
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property is flawless.
Ivan leans back next to me on the lounge, our shoulders brushing. He holds out a beer to me,
fresh from the cooler at his side. Smiling, I take it, twisting off the top and taking a swig.
“So,” I say, leaning into Ivan and giving him a little nudge with my shoulder. “What do we do
now?”
Ivan pauses and then turns his head slowly to me, his eyebrow suggestively raised, and I swat at him,
cackling with laughter.
“Seriously a couple of crab cakes
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and you think you’re going to get me in bed!?”
“Crab cakes!” he insists, laughing with me, “and a multi–million- dollar property!”
“Which is more mine than yours!”
“Details,” Ivan mutters, flicking a hand to dismiss my point as he brings his beer bottle to his lips,
“semantics. Not important.”
“It is pretty here, though,” I sigh, my laughter fading to a happy hum in my chest. “Thank you for
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bringing me.”
We sit there for a long time, chatting about nothing, as the sun fades over the horizon and stars
take the sky. I smile when I see a few early fireflies flitting their way through the treetops, the swoop of
bats and owls as they start their nighttime prowl. I shiver, a little, as the evening grows colder, and Ivan
wraps a warm arm around
1. me.
I lean into him and then feel a
twist of discomfort in my stomach when I remember…well, that
someone else was keening me
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warm with their body heat just a couple of hours ago.
God, I wonder suddenly, am I a slut?
My mind starts to race, my body going tense as I consider the fact that I’m letting Ivan hold me on the
deck of my father’s house when only a few hours ago, his enemy – my boss, and maybe… my
boyfriend?
was…
God. Maybe I am a slut.
Is it a bad thing to be a slut? I
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wonder frantically. Should I be sitting here, slut–shaming myself,
or should I like Janeen says – just give in to the impulses of my body and not bother with puritanical
questions of shame –
“Are you all right, Fay?” Ivan asks gently.
I blink back to myself and realize that I’m panicked a little bit – breathing harder than I should be when
I’m just relaxing on a deck drinking a beer. My body is tense against Ivan’s. No wonder he noticed how
could he not?
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“I’m okay,” I reply after a moment, deliberately making my muscles unwind. I give Ivan a wan
little smile.
He studies me carefully, sweetly, frowning a little. “Can I hazard a guess?” he asks.
I tense again – can he know, like Jerome did? Can he tell that this
morning –
“This world is getting to you a little bit, isn’t it?” Ivan speculates softly. “It’s not an easy place.”
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My breath leaves me in one big relieved exhale. “Yes,” I say, relieved that Ivan is not as
perceptive as Jerome. “Yeah it’s… it’s been a lot, lately.” I work to give him a smile and fail a bit.
Ivan raises a hand to my face, his fingertips cool and a little damp from the condensation of his
beer.
“Well then,” he says, smirking at me. “Forget about it. For a little bit. For just one night.”
“Forget about it?” I echo, disbelieving. “Fat chance there
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“Seriously, though,” Ivan says, grinning at me. “We’ll just forget about our lives for a couple of
hours. Be two totally different people. Leave it all behind. Hi, my name is Rodrigo,” he says, his
smile growing as he holds out his hand to shake mine. “Pleasure to
meet you.”