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.”

have so much more to learn,” he says, giving me

DJ comes out and begins playing the oldies that this crowd apparently favors –

looking over everyone who comes to say hello. I purse my lips,

him and turns his attention to me, raising his

him and shimmy my shoulders, encouraging him, without words, to try to loosen up and have a

think, getting up to get another drink, Kent stands to go with me, but I put out a hand to stop

just going to the bar for

“I’ll be back

chair. “I’ll be right here,” he says. I nod and briskly step

are standing by the bar chatting. They raise their glasses to

tall guy with closely–cut black hair and broad shoulders

the bartender who hands me a glass of wine. “Um, are we really cousins?”

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Gifts

29 – Something in

he says, laughing. “I’m Michael, this is Chris,” he says, indicating the slightly smaller version of himself next to him, “and our sister Amy.”

brows. “Wow, it’s really

tell she’s had a couple of drinks. “We’re second cousins! Your dad is our mom’s cousin, which means,” she screws up her

taking a sip from my glass. “Um, my family

attention to that sort of thing. So to find out I have great–grandparents and second cousins all in

lot, to go from nothing into a big Italian family

with a big smile.

that. Baby Fay – only one other person

nudging her with his elbow.

continue, then, trying to move the conversation on. “Yeah, anyway, I remember you when you were so little on

hand to stop her.