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.”

he says, giving me a warm smile, which I return.

drinking and chatting. At some point, a DJ comes out and begins playing the oldies that this crowd apparently favors – lots of Frank Sinatra and Dean Martin. It’s not a bad

seems to be having 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 old woman who introduced herself as my great aunt. Does he ever have a good time?

feels me watching him and turns his attention to me,

up and have a good time. He smirks at me and then looks away, continuing his

up to get another drink, Kent stands to go with

just going to the

be back in

chair. “I’ll be right here,”

bar chatting. They raise their glasses to me

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

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

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Gifts

Something in the Air–2

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

I say, raising my brows. “Wow,

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,” she screws

taking a sip from my glass.

of thing. So to find out I have

go from nothing into a

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

blink, suddenly, at the way she says that. Baby Fay – only

sharply then, nudging her with

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

a hand to stop her. “Fiona? Is that