Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Gifts

Chapter 29 – Something in the Air–1

Tristin turns her eyes to me as soon as I am seated, the baby in her lap looking up at me curiously. “Hello, Fay,” she says, her face cold. But hey, at least she’s talking to me.

“Hi,” I say, giving her as bright a smile as I can manage. Romulus peaks around her to give me a happy wave, which I

return.

My father, on Romulus‘ other side, turns to me as well. “We wanted to apologize, Fay, as a family. For the events at our house yesterday.”

“Oh, please,” I say, waving a hand to dismiss it. “Don’t worry about it. I understand that it’s…awkward. That I’m sort of a new addition, and that I screwed up some of your plans. I’m…sorry about that, by the way.” I look into Tristin’s face as I say it.

“Not a new addition, Fay,” my father says, looking at me steadily. “A love one returned to us after a long parting.”

“Yes,” Tristin says, her voice low and rehearsed. “You are a member of this family.” Her eyes flick to Kent and Daniel then, and I wonder why.

The rest of the dinner proceeds a little blandly. The food is good, the chitchat a little dull. I get a lot of family history, then, with Alden showing me pictures of my grandparents and telling me about their journey to America from Italy.

I look at the old photos curiously tria

quickly at Kent and Daniel – with their dark skin, thick black hair, and roman noses, they look Italian.

“Thank you so much for showing me these,” I say to Alden,

handing the pictures back to him. “I’m learning so much about myself these days.”

says, giving me a warm

the oldies that this crowd apparently favors – lots of Frank Sinatra and Dean Martin. It’s not a bad time, overall – even Daniel is

a poor time – or, at least, not a good one. He’s very stern, always glancing around the room, looking over everyone who comes to say hello. I purse my lips, considering him as he looks critically over an

me watching him and turns his attention to me,

at him and shimmy my shoulders, encouraging him, without words, to try to loosen up and have a good time. He smirks at me and then looks away, continuing his

get another drink, Kent stands to go with me, but I put

the bar for a glass of

back

settles back in his chair. “I’ll be right here,” he says. I

of people are standing by the bar chatting. They raise their glasses to me as I sidle up.

with closely–cut black hair and broad shoulders says

the bartender who hands me

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Gifts

29 – Something in the

the slightly smaller version of

my brows. “Wow,

can tell she’s had a couple of drinks. “We’re second cousins! Your dad

I say, taking a sip from my

family I was adopted into – we didn’t pay a lot of attention to that sort of thing. So to find out I have great–grandparents and second cousins all in one day…” I

to go from nothing into a big Italian

smile. “Because you were our little redheaded Baby

Baby Fay – only one other person calls me

says sharply then, nudging her with his elbow.

lifting her fingers to her mouth. She rushes to continue, then, trying to move the conversation on. “Yeah, anyway, I remember you when

out a hand