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,

halter to ask him to walk forward. “We’ll

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we get Heathcliff back into his stall, unsaddled, and ready for

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

I’m going to pay the consequences of that mood. And unlike Daniel, there’s…well, there’s a bit of a spark, really.

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

I bite my lip, watching him

on the wall, his arms swelling with the effort, a little

on his brow.

cute guy who likes horses and, apparently,

there’s something here after all. Something

talked easily the whole way home, him telling me about his years in the

years rustling cattle out West.

a dream, and there

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we were home. I almost regrotted it,

Jerome as we climb out of the

my eyes

towards the door to the house.

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

still alone.

the door. I glance at it as well. Then he takes a step closer to me. “I had

say, my stomach doing a little

moment, smiling at each other,

is moving before I even realize what is happening, heading towards the house,

carefully as he walks past, not saying a word. Then, Kent slowly turns his gaze to me. I just stare