Fall For My Ex's Mafia Father novel Chapter 110

Kent grabs the cookies from my hand and tosses them on the bed, taking a step closer to me. “Trust me, Fay,” he murmurs, his eyes on my mouth again. “This will be nothing like Girl Scouts.”

I groan then, tossing my head back, letting him see that none of this is sexy. It’s all just so draining.

“Whatever, Kent,” I murmur, looking up at the ceiling. “Can you just go away? I’m tired. I want to go to bed.”

He surprises me by backing off. I watch him as he moves away from me, heading towards the door.

“Seriously?” I ask, watching him as he twists the handle. “That’s it? No fight? No repartee? It’s that simple?”

Slowly, Kent turns to me. “You’re tired, Fay,” he says. “Go to bed. You need your rest.” He takes a moment to consider me, though. To run his eyes over my tired face, my rumpled hair, my lips still swollen from the force of his own pressed against them not so long ago.

“But simple? No, Fay. If you think this is over…” He just slowly shakes his head.

With that, he pulls my door open and steps out into the hall, closing it behind him.

I stand still for a moment, staring at the door. Then I slump down onto my bed, pulling the box of cookies into my lap.

Without a word, I eat the whole thing.

The next morning I push through the door to the kitchen rubbing my eyes, still bleary from lack of sleep. Unfortunately, no matter how late you go to bed, the Lippert house is buzzing with activity as soon as 6 am. A knock came to the door at 6:30 – a housekeeper delivering my fresh clothes for the day. There was no getting back to sleep after that. So here I am, at 7 in the morning, needing coffee. Badly.

I make a beeline for the espresso machine and am surprised to meet Daniel there.