Falling For My Ex's Dad by Oma Green

Chapter 90: Denying My Feelings

Clairessa’s POV

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After the spa treatment, Raquel led us into a boutique that looked both upscale and expensive. I had expected more of a local vibe, but as my eyes roamed over the displays, everything screamed luxury.

“Shopping time!” Raquel burst out in a bright, musical tone, practically singing as she skipped ahead toward the entrance.

I shook my head, unable to hold back my laugh. “It is, and I’ll be paying,” I threw in casually.

Raquel scoffed. “Hell no! I initiated this, so I’m paying. Besides, if I max out, I’ll just call my man.”

I smirked and reached into my purse, pulling out a sleek black card. “I think there will be no need,” I held it up between my fingers. Gabriel asked us to splurge.

my

Raquel’s eyes widened as if I’d just pulled a diamond necklace out of my bag. “Holy shit.” She blinked, then leaned in, inspecting it like it might vanish. “That’s awesome! But hold up–no man gives a woman who isn’t his girlfriend or wife his card.” Her gaze fixed on mine, curious “So, little miss, there’s something you’re not telling

me.”

I huffed a laugh and tucked the card away. “Come on, Raquel, can we shop? That’s what we’re here to do,

isn’t it?”

Her expression turned smug. “Absolutely.” Then, as we stepped inside, she added under her breath, “But we’re not done talking about this.”

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We were greeted by smiling sales ladies, and before I could escape further questioning, Raquel grabbed my wrist. “We have to use that card. Especially to get you all the nice things we can find.”

We moved between the racks, picking out dresses and shoes, and I pointed to several that would look great on Raquel. She tried them on, and as expected, they fit like a dream. Then, she held up a daring gown and wiggled her brows. “Your turn.”

I eyed the dress. It was sexy–tight, short, and barely–there. It was like something a seductress would wear. No matter how bold I had been in the past, this was on a different level.

“I don’t know if I can…” I hesitated, already knowing Raquel wouldn’t let me off the hook.

you can and

I could protest, she was pushing me into the dressing room.

the sheer, nude–colored fabric. It blended into my skin so perfectly that it almost looked like I was wearing

arms, smirking. “When Gabriel sees you in this, he’ll lose his

nipples

do. Sergio and I are heading to one of the biggest clubs tonight. My friend is hosting, so you

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out her phone. “I’ll call Sergio right now and

was Raquel calling Sergio while he was in the middle of planning and accidentally overhearing something

her hand. “There’s no need. We’ll

delight. “Oh, tonight is going

dresses, we wandered into a private section of the boutique where a woman

love these collections,” she introduced, gesturing toward a row of whips, vibrators, and other intimate items. “They add a little… spice to a vacation.”

lowering my voice. “I don’t know if we’ll be interested…” I muttered,

she had

out.” She grabbed my wrist and pulled

as if she had just

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gushed, picking up a leather whip and running her fingers over it. I’ve been thinking of switching things

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school, but I, on the other hand, am adventurous…” She gave the whip a light snap against

you both happy…” My eyes scanned over the different toys, and a

a man, but I hadn’t really explored this side of intimacy. And

must’ve read my expression because she smirked.

desperate to change the subject. “Has the age difference between you and Sergio

man being older. It’s about how he treats

corset. “That’s

tilted her head. “Are you worried about people judging

don’t know. I never thought that far ahead.” I swallowed hard, feigning indifference. “Besides, Gabriel doesn’t

“Listen, Clairessa, if you like that man and he likes you, then screw what people think. When I was in my twenties, guys my age just wanted to party and sleep around. Now? I’ve found a

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