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 you

could protest, she was pushing me

mirror and gasped. my fingers tracing the sheer, nude–colored fabric. It blended into my skin so perfectly that it almost looked like I was wearing nothing. My breasts were practically exposed, my nipples faintly visible. The dress clung to my body, showing off every curve. The back dipped scandalously low, and my legs were on full

however, was grinning like she’d just won the lottery. “Oh, there’s definitely a way.” She folded her arms, smirking. “When Gabriel sees you in this, he’ll lose his freaking mind. And that’s

I can wear this. My nipples are out. It’s scandalous! And I don’t even have

darkened with amusement. “Oh, we do. Sergio and I are heading to one of the biggest clubs tonight. My

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don’t think Gabriel would be

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I could finish, Raquel pulled out her phone. “I’ll call Sergio right now and have him talk to

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

hand. “There’s

“Oh, tonight is

out more dresses, we wandered into a private section of the boutique

gesturing toward a row of whips, vibrators, and other

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

course, she

check it out.” She grabbed my wrist and

she had just found her ideal customer.

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actually great that we stumbled into this section,” Raquel gushed, picking up a leather whip and running her fingers over it. I’ve

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the other hand, am adventurous…” She gave the whip a light snap against

the different toys, and a thought crept into my mind–Would Gabriel be

about sex and how to please a man, but I hadn’t really explored this side of intimacy. And with how possessive Gabriel could

my expression because she smirked. “Ohhh, now you’re curious.”

the subject. “Has the age difference between you and Sergio ever been an

I’ve never cared about a man being older. It’s about how he treats me, not how many birthdays he’s had.”

fingers over a lace corset. “That’s a good

you worried about people judging you if you and Gabriel

swallowed hard, feigning indifference. “Besides,

my twenties, guys my age just wanted to party and sleep around. Now? I’ve found

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