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.

away a lot during 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

my throat. “I’m sorry,” I murmured.

gulping the last of his wine. “Angelique did. And honestly… it’s

we both knew that

Daddy

brushing his fingers against mine. “But

you want to

gaze turned intense. “Has your

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

blocked

Gabriel nodded. “Good.”

also mentioned that he’s been coming around, asking about

the muscle flexing–a clear sign he wasn’t having it. “And do you

hesitation. “That chapter of my life is closed. I’m starting a new

grin. “I hope this new

reply, his hands gripped my waist, and my

kitchen island,

against mine, solid and hot. His heat seeped into me, setting my skin ablaze as his fingers rested

done with you, Clairessa,” he murmured, leaning in closer, his lips hovering just above mine… enticing me, daring

demanded more, pulling me into him like he

tighten. His mouth trailed lower, pressing

them firmly, thumbs stroking over my hardened nipples through the

this all weekend,” he confessed, his voice

in his tone sent a delicious shiver

gasped, biting my lip, trying to hold

onto

hands found the zipper of my dress, pulling it down with a single motion.

I teased breathlessly, feeling a deep, throbbing ache between my thighs. “That’s a little

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me. “Presumptuous?” he echoed, his hands trailing down my spine before slipping lower, fingers grazing the hem of my