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

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back into his stall, unsaddled, and ready for his afternoon of peace and

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being with Jerome. Unlike Kent, I’m never worried about what mood he’s

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

all books and philosophy and plans for escaping this life. There’s nothing romantic there, not anymore,

watching

his arms swelling with the effort, a little

on his brow.

likes horses and, apparently, likes

something here after all. Something worth thinking

I talked easily the whole way home, him telling me about his years in the rodeo circuit, and then some

rustling cattle

sounded amazing, like a dream, and

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were home. I almost regrotted it,

come next time?” I ask Jerome as we

my eyes shining.

towards the door to the house.

often as Kent lets me, Fay,” he says. Just before we walk through the door into the

still alone.

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

too,” I say, my stomach doing a

at each other, before the door

what is happening, heading towards the house,

turns his gaze to me. I just