Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 102

Suddenly, Jerome’s smile deepens as he realizes that I’m not

paying attention to a word he’s saying. That I’m just staring at his

handsome face.

“Sorry,” I say, blinking at him and blushing again. “Um, can you

repeat that?”

“Don’t worry about it,” he says, laughing a little and holding up a

hand to help me dismount. “Come on, let’s let Heathcliff get his

rest.”

I nod and take Jerome’s hand, swinging my right leg over Heathcliff’s withers and hopping down, my butt sliding against the

saddle as I go. Much more elegant a dismount, I think, then the

time Kent had helped me down and my butt had slid against him

as I’d almost fallen.

Still, I remember, just for a moment, the feeling of Kent’s hands on my waist

Distracting myself from the thought, I grin up at Jerome. “I think I’m getting better at this,” I say, genuinely proud of myself.

“You’re doing great, Fay,” he says, his eyes lingering on my face

a little. Then he clears his throat and looks towards the barn,

on Heathcliff’s halter to ask him to walk forward. “We’ll

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you racing in no

into his

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about being with Jerome. Unlike Kent, I’m never

to pay the consequences of that mood. And unlike Daniel, there’s…well, there’s a bit of

this life. There’s nothing romantic there, not anymore, which…well,

watching

wall, his arms swelling with the effort,

on his

cute guy who likes horses and, apparently, likes me too?

after all. Something worth thinking about, at

Jerome pulls back onto Kent’s property. Jerome and I talked easily the whole way home, him telling me about his

cattle out West.

sounded amazing, like a dream, and there wasn’t

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we were home. I almost regrotted it, as we pulled into the garage.

you come next time?” I ask Jerome as

my eyes

we walk towards the door to

Just before we walk through the door into the house, though, Jerome grabs my arm, hesitating. Apparently, he

still alone.

uh…” he says, glancing at the door. I glance at it as well. Then he takes a step closer to me. “I had a really nice time with you today, Fay,” he says,

my stomach doing a little somersault.

moment, smiling at each

what is happening, heading towards the house, giving Kent – who is standing there – a nod.

word. Then, Kent slowly turns his gaze to me. I just stare at