Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

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Daniel blinks at me for another second, I think a little appalled at my suggestion that he kill his uncle, before he sees the irony on my face and realizes that I’m making a dark joke. A bad joke, admittedly, but one I hope will break the tension.

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Thankfully, Daniel does laugh, shaking his head and dropping it a little as he tugs at the bow tie around his neck. “It’s so insane, Fay,” he sighs, and when he continues to fiddle with the tie I brush his hand away and untie it for him.

“It is,” I say, leaning in to put a hand on his cheek and make him look at me. “Honestly, Daniel, there’s so much we don’t know. And nothing else we can do about it, at least until tomorrow. So should we just…”

“…Get really drunk? And not talk about it?” he finishes for me, and I grin at him, glad that we’re on the same page. “Hell yeah,” he says as the bartender comes back and places our two drinks in front of us.

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We both grasp our glasses and clink them together as the bartender moves away, smiling at each other.

feeling a little hysterical,

head and downs his drink, signaling to the bartender for two more. I laugh and toss my shot of tequila down, savoring the burn in my throat, wanting the relaxation and tender oblivion that it promises.

lightly to

around the room. “Come

slowly I start to look around the room and realize that everyone around us at the bar or the little booths… everyone is sitting in same–sex

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breathe, my face breaking into an excited smile as I whip my face back to Daniel,

second Manhattan to

absolutely buzzing with curiosity. “Do you come here all the time? Why do they call you Mr.

sit back in my seat as he hands me my

I ask, my eyes wide. “Do you own

It’s supposed to be anonymous. It’s kind

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worry about who sees me.”