Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

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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,

ask him to walk

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you racing in no time.”

chatting with him as we get Heathcliff back into his stall, unsaddled, and ready for his afternoon of peace and

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Jerome. Unlike Kent, I’m never

that mood. And unlike Daniel, there’s…well, there’s a bit

but it’s all books and philosophy and plans for escaping this life. There’s nothing romantic there, not anymore, which…well,

watching him lift the saddle

the wall, his arms swelling with the effort,

on his brow.

cute guy who likes horses and,

after all. Something worth thinking about,

Jerome and I talked easily the whole way home, him telling me about his years

rustling cattle out West.

dream, and there wasn’t

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were home. I almost regrotted it, as we

Jerome as we climb out

eyes shining.

we walk towards

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

still alone.

Then he takes a step closer to me. “I had a really nice time with you today, Fay,” he says,

say, my stomach doing a

at each other,

heading towards the house, giving Kent

not saying a word. Then, Kent slowly turns his gaze to me. I just stare at him, my eyes wide and my face blank.