Falling For My Ex's Dad by Oma Green

Chapter 111: Daddy Please

I could see the pain on Gabriel’s face when he mentioned his ex–wife. His fingers fightened around the stem of the glass, knuckles white. Even if he didn’t love her anymore, the look in his eyes made it clear–he wasn’t over the past.

“Oh.” The word barely left my lips, my voice smaller than I intended.

Gabriel let out a slow breath. “Cooking was something we did together. After the divorce… I just stopped.”

I reached across the table and squeezed his hand. “I’m glad you’re cooking again. And that it’s for me.”

A faint smile touched his lips. “Talking about it is freeing, not having to keep it all bottled up… but I won’t lie–it’s also difficult. I felt ashamed for a long time, like her cheating meant I wasn’t enough, that she had to seek attention… love from somewhere else.” He let out a slow breath. “So, a part of me blamed myself.”

My hand brushed against his forearm before my fingers glided over his knuckles, a gentle reassurance. “1 know that feeling. But you taught me something. Their betrayal doesn’t define us.”

A dry chucklé escaped him. “Easier to give advice than take it.”

“Yeah… I know.”

I wondered how Gabriel’s unresolved emotions with his ex–wife would affect us going forward.

I shouldn’t care, not when I wasn’t being completely honest myself. But I did.

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Because I was afraid that, after all these years, she still had a strong grip on him–and deep down, the pain of losing her would keep him from fully commiting himself to any other relationship.

I needed to understand more about their relationship–why her memory still lingered in his mind, why it ignited the fierce jealousy in his eyes whenever another man so much as looked at me.

I contemplated for a moment before asking, “How did you two meet?”

“High school,” he admitted after a moment’s pause. “She was the first love I told you about. We started dating after we reconnected and got married after college.”

I tensed for a moment, absorbing his words. Angelique was his first love turned wife. No wonder the wounds ran so deep.

“Was there ever a chance you would have forgiven her?” I asked softly.

that period–work, school–but then I found out it was more than a mistake. It was an affair. A relationship behind my back for months. That was it for me.”

my throat. “I’m sorry,” I murmured.

me,” Gabriel replied, gulping the last of his wine. “Angelique did. And honestly… it’s been years.

we both knew that wasn’t entirely

Daddy

fingers against mine. “But enough about me. Let’s talk about you?

do you want to know, Mr.

“Has your ex tried to reach

by Gabriel’s question. If only he knew he was asking

blocked

Gabriel nodded. “Good.”

“Jess also mentioned that he’s been coming around, asking about me. Apparently, he wants to

clear sign he wasn’t having it. “And do you want to fix things

I met his gaze without hesitation. “That chapter of my

slow, playful grin. “I hope this new chapter

I could reply, his hands gripped my waist, and my

effortless strength, he lifted me onto the kitchen island, stepping between my

me, setting my skin ablaze as his fingers

closer, his lips hovering just above mine… enticing me, daring me

first, then deeper, hungrier. His kiss demanded more, pulling me into him like

lips, the heat in his voice making my core tighten. His mouth trailed lower, pressing open–mouthed kisses along my jaw, my

stroking over my hardened

he confessed, his voice husky, his hands kneading my soft flesh through the

raw desire in his tone sent a delicious shiver through me.

you?” I gasped, biting my lip, trying to hold

locked onto mine,

of my dress, pulling it down with

a deep, throbbing ache between my thighs. “That’s a

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echoed, his hands trailing down my