Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 127

“Oh!” I says, and then I give Kent a big smile. I’m excited, after all.

“Out, actually! Daniel just came by and asked me if I want to go to

dinner.”

Kent smiles at me then, just raising the little corner of his mouth. “The black, then,” he says, nodding towards a little minidress still hanging in my closet. “That’s better, for a city dinner.”

I considers the dress, which is really just a scrap of fabric. I pull it out and look it up and down. “You don’t think it’s too…” I say,

hesitating and looking up at him, a little embarrassed. “Well,

slutty?”

Kent laughs a little at this, leaning against my door frame. “The

whole point of going to a chic restaurant in the city is to wear a

dress like that and make your boyfriend jealous when all the other

men stare at you. That’s why a dress like that exists.”

I look back at the dress then, surprised and a little excited. I had

never thought about it that way. I sneak a little glance at Kent,

then, still leaning there in my doorway, wondering what he’d think

Daniel’s arm, in this dress, the hem riding

high on my thigh. Then, I take it off the hanger and lay it out on

bed, the question decided.

over to my vanity but stop dead in my tracks at

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next question.

to marry Daniel?”

blinking at him, totally confused. “What?”

pushing the issue. “Do you want to marry

him?”

2/3

of this

plan my next words.

say, keeping

yes at the

and husky.

suddenly that this

That this is a negotiation. I turn

then, folding my

to go to my father’s house,” I say, evading

marriage. “I want to stay here.” Because

is really about. Kent, I know, could care less about

not I actually marry Daniel – our wedded life

him. Instead, it’s

are other ways,” Kent says,