Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 107

Ivan laughs at me then, at my speechlessness, and I can’t help myself – I laugh too, putting my head in my hands.

“Yes,” I say, blushing terribly. “I have heard of you. And I have to

say, it has not all been good things.”

“Oh, come on,” he says, still laughing a little. “It can’t have been

all bad.”

I peek out from between my fingers and raise an eyebrow at him letting him know that, yeah. It’s all been bad.

“What,” he says, joking, “nobody told you about my striking good

looks or my debonaire sense of style when they were telling you

about my success in the drug trade?”

I shake my head slowly, finding myself laughing again. I can’t help

it – he’s terribly charming.

“Well,” he says, giving me a sexy little half–smile. “Now you

know.”

Ivan catches the eye of a waiter and holds up a hand. “Two shots. of tequila,” he says, definitive. The waiter nods, walking the short distance to the little bar and interrupting the bar tender to get the

order in right away.

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say, my eyes following the waiter. “No, I

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back in his chair. “Relax. I can tell you’ve just had the surprise of your life. You need a little

Ivan takes the drinks from him, sliding him a folded bill and

at me as

to me.

take it from his hand, shrugging. The truth was, I could use a little

setup, then I’m not sure I want to do it

lime off the edge of

up to toast Ivan. He does the same, and then

rim of the glass and toss

before doing the

throat and sinuses and

make a face, then, at the taste of

me. “The lime,” he says. “Bite the lime.”

and, indeed, it brings some relief, the acid of the

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of the tequila on

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as I open my eyes again, meeting Ivan’s smile with my own. He gestures to

myself, then – a feeling that’s becoming oddly more familiar as the weeks pass. Fay of a few weeks ago would have run screaming when she found out that she was doing shots of tequila

With Kent’s

today? Honestly, I’m kind

leaning closer to me. “You’re

relaxed.”

I murmur, looking around at all of the

– at all of my suitors, apparently. I shake my head at

it all, at the