Falling For My Ex's Dad by Oma Green

Chapter 110: Dressed Up Just For Him

Standing in front of Gabriel's door, my fingers brushed through my curls for the third time, making sure everything was in place. My little black dress clung perfectly to my body-short, simple, sexy, with just enough cleavage.

I wanted to steal his breath, leave him completely speechless.

Before I could press the button, the door swung open. A woman dressed in a tailored uniform greeted me with a warm smile. She looked like she was in her mid-thirties.

"Welcome, Miss Hartwood. I'm Jane, Mr. Storm's house manager." She extended her hand.

I shook hers, smiling back. "Please, call me Clairessa. Nice to meet you."

She nodded, stepping aside. "Likewise. Please, come in."

As I entered, the familiar luxury of Gabriel's apartment surrounded me.

The place was like a fortress-dark tones, sleek lines-a space as commanding as the man himself.

Jane led me through the hallway, then stopped. "Mr. Storm is in the kitchen. I'll leave you here." She smiled again before disappearing down the hall.

Chapter 110: Dressed Up Just For Him

Kitchen? My brow lifted. What was he doing there?

Thad been to Gabriel's apartment before, so I remembered my way around. As I approached the kitchen, I heard his deep, rich voice.

"In here."

I stepped in-and froze, Gabriel stood by the stove, stirring a pot of sauce.

The sleeves of his shirt were rolled up, revealing his strong forearms. The sight was shocking. Gabriel Storm, the picture of control and power, cooking? For me?

"Mr. Storm... in the kitchen?" I gasped playfully. "I would have expected a renowned chef."

He glanced over his shoulder, flashing that irresistible smirk. "Let's just say I wanted to make tonight more special by cooking for you myself."

Something in his tone softened me instantly. My heart skipped a beat.

"I never would've thought you could cook."

"There's a lot you're yet to find out." He set the spoon aside, turning his gaze back to the stove.

"Have a seat. Dinner will be served soon. Apologies-we're running behind schedule by fifteen minutes. Had an important call earlier."

“So particular and orderly. I love it, Mr. Storm." I teased, tiptoeing up behind him, peeking over his shoulder to see everything he was cooking.

one swift motion, he spun around, wrapping his hands

yet," I

the one sneaking up on me, young lady, and I can't help it... If you smell

eyes darkened, slowly traveling down my body, pausing at every curve. The heat in them made

breathtaking," he murmured,

skin. I leaned in closer. "I dressed up just

gaze never leaving

to help... What do you

voice

can't let you-"I tried to protest, but the look he shot me left no room for

"Sit. Watch."

back and sliding onto a stool

Every movement-precise, calculated.

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did

the more drawn

made cooking

he plated the meal. "Dinner

steak with roasted potatoes, steamed vegetables,

outdone yourself. This looks... delicious." Gabriel leaned casually against the counter, arms crossed, his eyes drinking me in. "Take the first bite and tell me

a second as I lifted the fork to my lips, savoring

hum, I gave him

face before he gestured toward the dining table he had

from each other and

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finished, we cleared the dishes together moving in sy

before.

I'm impressed. Dinner was amazing Chef's kiss made

towel. Thank

against the counter, arching a brow. Now that dimer's

curled into a mischievous grin as he reached for the

When he handed me mine,

wins," he murmured, holding his

my heart fluttering. "More wins,"

For tonight. For opening up to

softened. "And thank you for giving us a

wine, meeting his gaze. "Mr. Storm, I have to

teased

gleamed with

the night goes." I giggled. "So tell me, where did