Forbidden Temptation My Mafia Fiance's Alpha Father

Chapter 43

Chapter Brooklyn

43

Aden stands above me, waiting for me to put on whatever is in the mystery box. He looks distracted and impatient.

Confused, I lift the box into my lap and open the top, gasping a little as I see a pair of gorgeous boots. They're tall, nearly knee-high, and made of supple black leather with a delicate little buckle around the ankle.

"Where are we going?" I ask, my face lighting up. Honestly, I don't care where we go, as long as it's somewhere else. "Is Hudson coming, too?"

"You'll see," Aden says, turning and heading towards the garage. I'm not even sure what part of my question he is answering. "Meet me by the car when you're ready."

I quickly pull on my socks, not caring that it will ruin my pedicure, and then tug the boots on as quick as I can. When I finally get them on, they fit perfectly.

As usual, Aden has guessed my size down to the centimeter.

I admire the boots for a moment and then spring to my feet, heading to the car.

There is no Hudson. As Aden drives us in silence to wherever we're going, I think about how this is the first time we have been truly alone in weeks.

Since he threatened me in my bedroom, made those accusations about my desires.

I try to put that aside. He's taking me out, after all!

Now, I note the subtle smile playing on his lips, and wonder what he's up to.

now. Oh how I've missed the sight of nature, of a world

nowhere, turning towards a simple

presses a button on the roof of the car and the metal gate slowly swings open. I look closely, but I can't see anything

a little down the lane, over a slight rise, and then a barn comes into view. A beautiful barn, really, immaculately cared for and painted in shades of gray. Three

completely charmed by the sight. But then I see the real draw. In a series of pastures beyond the barn, my eyes

"Horses!" I breathe.

into a parking spot next to the

like it," he says. "One look at you and anyone

ask him what that even means, but I'm too happy to dwell on it. I scramble to unbuckle my seatbelt and open the door at once. My words fall

them? Do they have

Aden holds out an arm to stop me. "Let me take the lead here,

His expression, so often surly and serious,

blinks, walking calmly into the barn.

He's dressed almost like a cowboy, with jeans tucked into Western boots and

a second to realize he's a

left that life behind, but

ready for you, gentle as can be. A real

walk through the stable to the last stall on the right, which the

walks up to the open door and leans on the far

do you think?" he

with excitement, I peak around the corner of the stall to see the

forward and cover my mouth with my fingertips,

beautiful blood bay gelding stands in front of me, an Arabian by the arch of his neck and the height at which he

gently paws at the shavings of his stall, looking over at

his wide and gentle eye.