Forbidden Temptation My Mafia Fiance's Alpha Father

Chapter 111

Chapter 111

Brooklyn

Colsen laughs lightly and shakes his head, coming forward to place a hand on my back.

"I'm sorry," he says, and I look up to see real apology on his face. "I shouldn't have said that-you look beautiful."

I'm still blushing, though. I never should have worn this dress.

"Come on," Colsen says, wrapping an arm around my shoulders and nodding his head towards the restaurant. "Let's go get something to eat."

I stop in my tracks, though, realizing, suddenly, that I don't want to go in there.

I don't want to go to another mafia hotspot, where Colsen was able to get a last-minute reservation because he has connections.

Aden sent me on this date, but I get to decide what happens from here on out. In the end, I'm in control. Colsen looks down at me, waiting, but I flash him a big smile.

"Actually," I say, eager. "Do you want to go somewhere else?"

He cocks his head, curious. "I thought you wanted to come here."

"Did Aden tell you that?" I ask.

him to send the car to a restaurant I picked, and he said he was sending

slow, dangerous little smile starts to form on Colsen's

say, wrinkling my nose at him. "Aden doesn't know me as well as he thinks he does." Colsen nods, his smile growing, and raises a hand to signal the valet to bring his car

***

on top of a picnic table in my old neighborhood, our feet resting on the bench and an enormous spread

drive here, knowing that my favorite food truck sets itself up on

out, but the owners have strung up cheerful lights and

have the place mostly to ourselves, and it's kind of

a carne asada taco. "How did I not know that this place

him

I say, lifting my beer to my mouth and taking a sip. "We don't usually let outsiders in but,” I give him a surveying glance

he says, and then

pleased that

nestle a little further into the

Colsen's suit

over my shoulders when

watch Colsen as he eats, observing the tattoos on his forearms that are revealed by

to an image of the Virgin Mary on the outside of

says, looking seriously into my face. "He died about five

"I'm sorry," I say.

Colsen was mostly a lone wolf, and I realize now that I'd never imagined he had a family

family, at one time. Everyone