Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 293

But I scowl as I’m greeted with the sight of Kent, sitting in his bed with a book open in his lap, looking directly at me over the thick black frame of his reading glasses.

“Seriously?” I sigh, pushing the door open and leaning against the frame. “You knew I was here?”

“Did you think you were quiet?” Kent asks with a smirk.

“Well, kinda,” I reply, rolling my eyes a little.

“Stomp, stomp, stomp, pant, gasp, sigh,” Kent says, laughing. “Don’t expect to be hired to my stealth team anytime soon, Fay.”

“Don’t expect me to apply for it, Kent,” I shoot back, narrowing my eyes at him a little. But then I find myself starting to grin with glee as I take a good look at him sitting there all sexy in his underwear, reading his book.

“What?” he asks, frowning, suspicious of my change in mood.

glasses?” I ask,

them back up on his nose, looking at me through them now. “Don’t try to shame me about these, Fay,” he commands, his voice low and rough enough to make

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shoulder. “I would never shame the elderly about their age–related impairments.

this, really laughs, a sound that makes me stand straight and truly smile now as he reaches out a hand to me, beckoning me forward. I swiftly cross the room to Kent, thinking that it’s a little ridiculous and unfair, how happy it makes me to be able to make him laugh like that. Kent Lippert, laughing. I may

let him pull me across his body, I also think that he usually finds ways

murmurs, smirking down at me, “making fun of this old man.” He considers me for a moment and then says,

close against him. “You can think of a

growls as he tucks his face low against my hair, making me laugh

little and looks at me seriously again. “How are you?” he asks. “And Daniel? Are you two all right?

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