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Fall For My Ex's Mafia Father novel Chapter 184

While all the while, Kent’s been…making space for me. Here. In his super cozy secret lair.

I bite my lip as my smile fades from my lips, as I look seriously at him and consider…well, what that means.

Kent gives me a brash little smile and leans forward, planting a quick kiss on my lips. “Don’t overthink it, Fay,” he says softly when he pulls away, giving me a swift little smack on the ass. I yelp, but it doesn’t hurt – luckily, it was the fresh side. “Time to get up.”

He does just that, then, leaving me to sit up and watch him as he moves, naked, to the closet to get dressed. I sigh as he opens the doors and disappears through them. I glance at the clock, then, and blanche at what I see.

“Four!?” I shout towards the closet. “You got me up at four in the morning!?”

Kent’s face, incredibly handsome under his rumpled hair, appears through the doorway again as he frowns at me. “What time did you think I got up?”

“I didn’t think about when you got up, Kent,” I say, glaring at him. “Because this,” I say, gesturing towards the clock, “is unthinkable.”

Kent laughs at me, shaking his head. “I have to get up early, Fay,” he calls to me as he goes back into the closet, “if I have to pick out your wardrobe as well as mine.”

My mouth falls open at that little dig and I’m about to protest that I never asked him to pick out my clothes – that he just did it for me –

But then I snap my mouth shut. Let him pick out my clothes, I think, giving a little shrug. More sleep for me.

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