Falling For My Ex's Dad by Oma Green

Chapter 89: Keeping Her Distracted

Clairessa’s POV I adjusted my sunglasses, even though the sun wasn’t too harsh today. At least they helped with the brightness. I had managed to arrive on time–thankfully–thanks to one of Gabriel’s aides leading the way. Now, I stood in the middle of the plaza, scanning the faces of people walking past as I waited for Raquel. The plaza wasn’t too crowded, just lively enough with tourists wandering around, taking pictures, and visiting the little shops lining the square. A cool breeze brushed against my skin, making the warm day more comfortable. For a moment, I worried I had arrived too early. But then, I spotted her. Raquel waved excitedly from across the square, her dark curls bouncing as she called out my name. Relief washed over me, and without thinking. I smiled and walked toward her. As soon as I reached her, she pulled me into a tight hug. squeezing me the way she always did. Her energy was contagious, and it was impossible not to get caught up in it. She pulled back, grinning. “I’m so glad you made it! It’s such a beautiful day, and we are going to have so much fun!” I forced a light laugh, hoping she wouldn’t pick up on my nerves. “I’m sure we will.” My job was simple–keep her busy until everything was ready for Sergio’s proposal. But Raquel was observant. If I wasn’t careful, she might suspect something, and I didn’t want to be the reason her surprise got ruined. She linked her arm through mine, tugging me forward. “I have the whole day planned. You’re going to love it!” I let out a small laugh. “I’ll trust you on that.” I didn’t know much about the island, but Raquel did, and she was eager to take me everywhere. The more she enjoyed herself, the less likely she was to call Sergio, which worked to my advantage. Gabriel had promised to text me when everything was set. We started at the local markets, walking through rows of colorful stalls. Handmade jewelry, bright fabrics, and fresh fruit filled the air with a mix of sweet and spicy scents. Raquel moved through the square with ease, like she had done this a hundred times before. She greeted people and admired anything that caught her eye. She suddenly gasped and grabbed my arm. “Oh! This is the best place for scarves,” she gushed, pulling me toward a stall filled with soft, silky wraps. She picked up a deep brown one and draped it over my shoulders. This is perfect for you. Try it on!” I chuckled but did as she said, letting the fabric slide over my skin. Raquel stepped back, tilting her head as she admired the look. ‘Gorgeous. Gabriel is going to love it.” I rolled my eyes, feeling my face warm. “It’s just a scarf.” “It’s more than a scarf,” she hummed. “It can be the perfect accessory to switch up your outfit. And look how well it blends into your skin–it makes your eyes glow.” Oh, Raquel… I glanced down, running my fingers over the fabric, realizing she was right. The color melted against my skin, subtle yet striking in a way I hadn’t expected. “We’re taking it!” she suddenly announced, calling out to the saleslady. Before I could protest, she was already digging into her Jurse, pulling out cash to pay. I sighed. I didn’t really have a say in the matter, did I? After the market, Raquel ed me to a spa. The entrance alone looked luxurious–white stone walls, hanging plants, and a soft lavender scent in the air. She turned to me with a mischievous grin. “I booked us something special.” I raised an eyebrow. How special?” “The best masseuses. Trust me, you’ll love it.” Two women greeted us warmly, explaining the details of the massage, but honestly, I barely understood half of it. I had never indulged in massages at fancy places like this before. The scent of lavender and vanilla filled the air as Raquel and I stepped into the massage room. Soft music played in the background, making the space feel even more peaceful. The attendants greeted us with polite smiles and guided us inside. We slipped off our robes and lay down on the blush massage tables. The cool linen felt nice against my skin.

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I rested my head in the cradle of the table, letting out a slow breath. My body ached from all the traveling. and I needed this. Warm hands pressed into my back, working on my tense muscles. I closed my eyes, trying to focus on the soothing sensation. Just as I was starting to relax, Raquel’s voice pulled me out of my thoughts.

“Did I mention I met Sergio at a work event too? I plan big events in Miami and other places.”

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face still resting on the table. “That’s amazing.”

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grinned. “That sounds like you. What happened

dramatically. “He kissed me.” My eyes flew open.

buzzed beside me. Gabriel. Gabriel: Are you relaxed, sweetheart? Or is Raquel keeping you too busy? Sergio told me she’s obsessed with shopping. A small smile tugged at my lips as I typed back. Clairessa: Very relaxed. We just finished getting massages and facials. So I’m feeling quite spoiled. Should I be worried you’re checking in this early? A moment later, his reply came through. Gabriel: Nothing to worry about. The plan is going smoothly. I just wanted to make sure you’re sparing no expense and enjoying my black card. Treat yourself. Surprise me… A wink emoji followed his message. I stared at the screen for a second, raising an eyebrow. Gabriel using emojis? Now, that was new. And strangely adorable. I let out a quiet chuckle, shaking my head, Raquel turned, catching my expression. Her eyes narrowed playfully. “Oh, you’re cheating.” My brows arched, confused. “What?” She pointed at my phone. “You made me put mine away, and now you’re texting? That has to be against the rules.” I scrunched my nose, knowing she wouldn’t let it go. “It’s about work,” I lied, slipping my phone away. Raquel scoffed. “Let me guess… Gabriel?” I simply nodded, slowly putting away my phone. She gave me a knowing look. “Mmm–hmm. I see what’s happening here.” My heart skipped a beat. “There’s nothing happening. …just work for him.” “Oh, come on,” she drawled, propping herself up on one elbow. “I’ve been watching you both since you arrived on the island. The way he looks at you–and the way you look at him–it’s different. You’re closer now, more comfortable, always smiling, always touching. It’s nothing like when I saw you two at dinner back at Gemia Resort.” I shifted uncomfortably, knowing she was right. But I wasn’t sure if I was tell her the truth–things were just too complicated. “That’s quite the observation. She reached over, squeezing my hand. “You don’t have to hold back with me. Who knows? I might have some good advice. I hesitated before finally admitting. “Gabriel is… complicated. Closed off. But sometimes, he’s sweet in his own way. He just doesn’t let people in, just like Sergio. And in his case, I don’t know if he ever will.” Raquel let out a slow breath. “Sergio told me a little about his past. His ex–wife… they were high school sweethearts. He really loved her, but she walked away. And it broke him.” I frowned. “Why did she leave?” Raquel shrugged. “Sergio never said. I guess it’s a secret neither of them wants to talk about.” She studied me for a moment, then squeezed again. “Clairessa, you’re young, beautiful, and smart.

And for what it’s worth, I think Gabriel really likes you.” I swallowed hard, then quickly tried to change the subject. “I just got out of a relationship, Raquel. I’m not looking for anything serious: Raquel’s smirked, but

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