Seducing My Ex's Father In Law by Caroline Above Story

Judy's POV

"Love?" The word was only a whisper on my lips. I was at a loss for words; I stared at the man in front of me, the vulnerability and truth in his eyes shining through. My heart was stuttering out of place as I stared at him, my eyes brimming with tears. "You..." I swallowed. "You love me?"

Before he could reply, a waiter came and poured us two glasses of red juice. I raised my brows because we hadn't ordered anything yet. Gavin smirked and took a sip of his juice, nodding at the waiter, who nodded back before retreating.

"I hope you don't mind, I took the liberty of ordering ahead to save us some time," he explained.

"Save us some time?" I asked. "Are we in a rush?"

"Not exactly, but we do have to be somewhere after this, and I thought dinner would go by smoothly if everything was prepared for us before we got here," he explained.

I nodded and took a sip, my stomach a mess of butterflies. I had no idea what was happening; was this all about a love confession? Was he doing all of this because he loved me? I had so many questions for him, and I wished that I could have a little liquid courage to help me ask these questions. But I couldn't because

I was pregnant. That still was mind-blowing to me, being pregnant.

I had never tasted juice as good as this, and I had to close my eyes as the flavors hit my taste buds.

"It's handmade juice," he explained.

"You didn't have to do all of this," I told him, setting the glass down.

making my heart, once again, skip a beat. I looked up at him and saw how serious he was; I wasn't

"I feel underdressed..."

fix what had happened..... what I broke... but I can vow to make better choices in the future and to

"Gavin "

not good at this. I know that sounds stupid considering who I am, but I've had a total of 2 serious relationships. One being my wife and fated mate. You snuck up on me, Judy.

swallowed the lump in my throat; suddenly, my mouth had gone dry, and the words failed to leave my

with platters of food, and my eyes grew wide. They made my favorite dishes. I stared up at Gavin, who smiled at me, his eyes shining with

the waiters, the one who brought the juice, asked, "Anything else I can

all. Thank you," Gavin said politely,

the others to follow him out. I assumed he

the food, my stomach growling and my

this is okay," Gavin said, eyeing me carefully.

at him. I don't think we've ever actually discussed my favorite foods before. We never really

kept his eyes on me, an intense look

pay attention to you, Judy," he tells me. "I

never told you my favorite

my villa, close to my son, and not

he tells me. "There's very little that I don't know about