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

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

thigh. Then, I take it off

bed, the question decided.

start to move over to my vanity but stop dead in my tracks

Chapter 127

next question.

want to marry

just stand there, blinking at him,

issue. “Do

him?”

2/3

of

plan my next words. “I

say, keeping my voice quiet.

yes at the altar,” Kent replies,

low and

I think, then, realizing very suddenly that this

want. That this

him then, folding my arms over her

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

want to stay here.” Because that,

Kent, I know, could

Daniel – our wedded life isn’t what

Instead, it’s my

are other ways,” Kent says, his