Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

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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.”

learn,” he says, giving me a warm smile,

begins playing the oldies that this crowd apparently favors – lots of Frank Sinatra and Dean Martin. It’s

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

turns his attention to me,

try to loosen up and have a good time. He smirks at me and then looks

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

I say. “I’m just going to the bar for a glass

be back

then settles back in his chair. “I’ll be right

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

family, cousin,” a tall guy with closely–cut black hair and broad shoulders

I ask, nodding to the bartender who hands me a glass

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Michael, this is Chris,” he says, indicating the slightly smaller version of himself next to him,

say, raising my brows. “Wow, it’s really nice to

familiarly to talk to me. Her words are just a little bit slurred – not sloppy, but I can tell she’s had a couple of drinks. “We’re second cousins! Your dad is our mom’s cousin, which means,”

say, taking a sip from

didn’t pay a lot of attention to that sort of thing. So to find out I have great–grandparents and second cousins all

must be a lot, to go from nothing into a big Italian family like

though!” Amy says with a big smile. “Because you were our little redheaded Baby Fay

that. Baby Fay – only

sharply then, nudging her with his

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

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