Fall For My Ex's Mafia Father novel Chapter 361

Ivan’s in a particularly good mood that night when he comes by tonight, but I don’t find out why until just before he leaves.

“Oh, by the way,” he says, glancing over at Daniel and Jerome with a friendly smile as he flattens out the empty boxes of the pizza that he brought all the way from the city. “I think I let a little something slip this morning when I probably shouldn’t have. Sorry about that. I thought he knew.”

Daniel sits up straight in his chair, staring at Ivan. “What are you talking about?”

Ivan can’t keep the smile from his face as he runs a hand through his hair, and I shake my head at him, seeing through his apology act. He’s loving this. “I may have let something slip,” he says, giving a little shrug as he points a finger between Daniel and Jerome, “to Kent. About you two.”

“WHAT!?” Daniel shouts, jumping to his feet.

“Whoa,” Ivan says, pretending to be surprised and stepping back with his hands up, though I just sigh because I know he’s faking it. “I said I was sorry – could have happened to anyone –“

“Bullshit,” Jerome snaps, glaring. “You knew precisely what you were doing.”

“I promise –“

“Welp,” my dad says, getting to his feet and slapping his hands loudly against his thighs, interrupting everything. “I guess it’s about time to get to bed.” And then he gives Ivan a hard look, letting him know without any further words that it’s time for him to make himself scarce.

Ivan gets the message and cheerfully says his goodbyes. I walk him down to the driveway in silence.

“Did you have to do that, Ivan?” I ask quietly as he turns to me at the driver’s-side door.

“I didn’t do anything,” he protests, but then he just laughs a little ruefully when he sees the knowing look on my face. Because he didn’t fool me – or frankly any of us. Not at all.