Fall For My Ex's Mafia Father novel Chapter 250

“Sure,” he says, quiet. “I can handle a Brunette or two. Though I prefer a redhead.”

I can’t help the little smile that curls my lips. “Heathcliff’s a redhead,” I say, nodding to my horse. “And you’ve only been rude to him, when the whole point of today was for you to come and meet him.”

“Really, Fay,” Ivan says, his voice dry. “That was the whole point of today? To meet Heathcliff?”

“Sure,” I answer, taking a step closer to him, holding his gaze. And then there’s just a long moment of silence where we just…look at each other.

And the tension between us builds and builds.

My smile grows a little when Ivan’s the one to break it.

“Fay,” he breathes, taking a step closer to me, his mouth falling open with my name on his lips.

But before he can do anything else, I hold up a finger between us, making him go still.

“Jerome?” I call, and there’s a silent pause before I hear Jerome sigh and see him step into sight right outside the stall door. He was lurking there, I knew. Spying. Making sure I behaved.

“What, Fay,” Jerome answers, his arms crossed over his chest as he stares at me from the door to the stall.

“Can you go get my phone?” I ask, blinking innocently at him. “I think I left it in the car.”

“Fay,” he growls, shaking his head at me.

“Go get my phone, Jerome,” I snap, returning his glare. And then he sighs and, muttering something about trouble, stalks away from the stall and back towards the parking lot.

I’m smiling then as I turn back to Ivan, who instantly closes the distance between us. “Look at you, Fay,” he says, standing over me now, so close that I can feel the warmth his body gives off. “Coming into your own little mafia wife status, aren’t you?”

“It looks good on me, doesn’t it?” I whisper, earning a little laugh, which makes me smile.

And then I see Ivan’s hands twitch, as if he wants to put them on me, but he doesn’t, and I bite my lip, wondering if I want him to.