Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 194

“What are you thinking about,” I whisper a few minutes later, when our breathing and our heartrates have returned almost to normal. Kent has shifted himself to lay at my side, though I’m still on my back, one of his warm arms wrapped around me and

pulling me close to his body.

Kent doesn’t say anything for a second, and then he gives a warm little laugh. “Nothing, Fay. I’m thinking about nothing. That’s sort of the point.”

“Is it?” I ask, turning my head fast towards him. Because I–I am thinking about everything. My thoughts are going wild right now- does that mean I did it wrong?

Oh my god.

Did I do it wrong?

Kent slowly opens his eyes a little and looks at me, his arm tightening to bring me closer. “Yes, Fay,” he whispers. “It’s supposed to be relaxing. Peaceful.”

“Oh,” I say, slowly, my face confused.

He smiles at me, amused, and I bite my lip a little, unable to help.

my little smile in return. It’s so rare to see Kent smile – it pleases

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to be the one to make him do it,

asks. “You’re not feeling

my smile broadening. “I feel…kind of crazy.”

asks, surprised and a little worried. His eyes open fully

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turning my body towards him. “Was it any good? Did I do it right? Did you- did you like it? Was

laughing again and closing his eyes, a wider smile on his face now. He takes a deep breath, collecting his thoughts, and then he opens his eyes again to look at me seriously. I note, however, that he still has a little curve at the corners of his lips. “It was good

And as I say it, I realize it’s true. I want him to like it. I

Kent says seriously, reaching out a

it. A lot. You don’t have to

softly, smiling to myself

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tucking my head beneath his chin. Kent wraps his arms tightly around me, running a hand down my spine. I enjoy the little tingle that his touch brings to me as he traces his fingers up and

of my back.

long time. His body keeps

of him holding me tight. I never thought, really, what it would be like to have someone’s whole body pressed

it as much as I do.

I lay there, feeling and wondering, questions…crop