Falling for My Ex’s Mafia Dad Novel Free PDF (Fay Alden & Kent Lippert)

I’m quiet now too for a moment, leaning over to put my mostly-empty cup of tea back onto the tray at our side. “I wish you’d have given me more credit, Kent,” I say quietly as I sit up straight. “I was…never going to let that happen. You mean so much more to me than…

“Well Kent,” I say, pressing a demure hand to my breast. “Those are my companies, and my profits. The question was not what I was going to do for work, but you were going to do.” He laughs again now, pleased, but he shakes his head. “Fay,” he sighs. “If you think that I don’t…

“Are you sure that the end result is even what he wants?” Daniel asks, his voice tight. “And Fay – is it what you want?” I hesitate now, honestly not knowing. Because I just tried to talk to Kent about all of this before my shower and… Well. We got a little distracted. Which generally…

“It’s good,” Kent murmurs, his lips close to my ear so that our conversation is mostly private even though we’re sitting with everyone. “It really is,” I say, sighing. He wraps his arms tighter around me, resting his forehead against my hair and inhaling a deep, contented breath that makes my heart sing with pleasure….

“Oh,” he says, considering a little. “Well, I guess I am on their team, then.” “You want a little girl!?” I squeal, grinning, looking at him, every part of my heart melting just a little bit. He looks away from me, smirking and pretending he’s a cool and unemotional mob boss again, even though I…

And then I feel guilty for making him feel guilty – and it’s all a terrible spiral – “Oh no,” I murmur, tears slipping down my cheeks as I take his face between my palms. “We can’t live like this Kent – with both of us feeling like we’ve asked too much of each other…

“Tell me,” he murmurs, his voice low, his chest rumbling with the words. And without hesitation, I do. Kent holds me tight for what feels like hours as I tell him everything. He’s a better listener than I thought he’d be, only interrupting softly when he doesn’t understand, or needs more details. I start at…

Kent’s mouth is hot, insistent on mine as he turns me in the bed, lowering me to the mattress and leveraging his body above me so that I can feel the weight of him pressing me down. I moan, my mouth open to him, at the warm press of him on top of me, the…

I start awake at the knocking that comes at my door, sitting up straight in bed. For a moment, I’m completely confused and a little scared – where the hell am I? But then I feel Kent’s arm tighten around my waist. Immediatelt I smile, looking down at where he lays belly-down on the bed….

Kent moves swiftly through the door into the ship, not looking back. His eyes do flick, just once, down the hall towards the room where they ate dinner – where he knows his son is still sitting, enjoying his evening. Part of him hesitates, knowing he needs more time with his boy – But… There’s…