Fall For My Ex's Mafia Father novel Chapter 128

Ivan drops me off almost precisely at midnight.

In the car, he leans over to give me one last kiss goodnight, but I put a hand out to stop him.

“Please,” I say, my eyes sad. He pulls back, surprised, but then his eyes flick up to the house, maybe thinking about Daniel – my apparent fiancé – waiting inside.

“All right,” he whispers, giving me a warm little smile. Then he takes my hand in his and raises it to his lips, pressing a lingering kiss against my knuckles, just as he did that time at the bar. “I want to see you again, Fay. Soon.”

I nod, giving him a half smile, but I don’t say anything as I step out of the car, my mood strange and taciturn. I wave as Ivan pulls away but I don’t turn and head into the house immediately. Because frankly, I’m not sure I want to be here, and I know what’s waiting for me inside.

Because tonight, with Ivan?

Tonight was just…amazing.

Ivan and I spent the entire night outside the taco truck, not needing anything more than some good food and cheap beers to fuel an entire night of conversation. Or at least, we spent a lot of it talking.

We also spent a great deal of the time making out. And it was great.

It’s just – I didn’t realize how much I wanted a night like tonight with a guy like Ivan, and how much I had missed it, even though I’ve never really had it before except in my imagination. Ivan never, ever would have fit my image of Prince Charming – his tattoos, his dangerous job, and crazy lifestyle definitely would have put him out of the running. But in other ways? He…kind of fits the bill.

I mean, tonight? We laughed, and we kissed, and I could tell that he wanted more but he never, ever pushed me to go further than I wanted to. Instead, he let me explore the contours of him at my own pace, and I liked it.