Falling For My Ex's Dad by Oma Green

Chapter 111: Daddy Please

| 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 | intended.

Gabriel let out a slow breath. “Cooking was something we did together. After the divorce... | just stopped.”

| 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 | won't lie-it's

also difficult. | felt ashamed for a long time, like her cheating meant | wasn’t enough, that she had to seek

attention... love from somewhere else.” He let out a slow breath. “So, a part ofblamed myself.”

My hand brushed against his forearm before my fingers glided over his knuckles, a gentle reassurance. “1 know

that feeling. But you taughtsomething. Their betrayal doesn’t define us.”

A dry chucklé escaped him. “Easier to give advice than take it.”

“Yeah... | know.”

| wondered how Gabriel's unresolved emotions with his ex-wife would affect us going forward.

| shouldn't care, not when | wasn’t being completely honest myself. But | did.

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Because | 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.

| 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.

| 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 | told you about. We started dating

after we reconnected and got married after college.”

| 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?” | asked softly.

His jaw clenched, and his eyes darkened with something unreadable. “Maybe... if it had only happened once. |

was away a lot during that period-work, school-but then | found out it was more than a mistake. It was an affair.

A relationship behind my back for months. That was it for me.”

A lump formed in my throat. “I'm sorry,” | murmured.

“You don’t have to apologize. You didn’t hurt me,” Gabriel replied, gulping the last of his wine. “Angelique did.

And honestly... it’s been years. I'm over it.”

| wanted to believe him. Desperately. But we both knew that wasn't entirely true.

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Gabriel sighed, brushing his fingers against mine. “But enough about me. Let's talk about you?

| arched my brow. “What do you want to know, Mr. Storm?”

His gaze turned intense. “Has your ex tried to reach out?”

| blinked, momentarily thrown by Gabriel's question. If only he knew he was asking about his son.

“I... um... blocked him.”

Gabriel nodded. “Good.”

But | continued. “Jess also mentioned that he’s been coming around, asking about me. Apparently, he wants to

fix things.”

Gabriel's jaw tensed, the muscle flexing-a clear sign he wasn’t having it. “And do you want to fix things with

him?”

“No.” My voice was firm. | met his gaze without hesitation. “That chapter of my life is closed. I'm starting a new

one.”

His lips curved into a slow, playful grin. “I hope this new chapter includes me.”

Before | could reply, his hands gripped my waist, and my breath hitched.

With effortless strength, he liftedonto the kitchen island, stepping between my legs, his body

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

against my thighs.

“Because I'm not done with you, Clairessa,” he murmured, leaning in closer, his lips hovering just above mine...

enticing me, daringto close the distance. “Not even close.”

Then his lips met mine-slow at first, then deeper, hungrier. His kiss demanded more, pullinginto him like he

neededto breathe.

“I've missed you,” he growled against my lips, the heat in his voice making my core tighten. His mouth trailed

lower, pressing open-mouthed kisses along my jaw, my throat, down my collarbone.

His hands found my breasts, cupping them firmly, thumbs stroking over my hardened nipples through the fabric

of my dress.

“I've thought about doing this all weekend,” he confessed, his voice husky, his hands kneading my soft flesh

through the fabric.

The raw desire in his tone sent a delicious shiver through me.

“Have you?” | gasped, biting my lip, trying to hold back my moans.

His eyes locked onto mine, hungry. “Yes.”

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

“Mr. Storm,” | teased breathlessly, feeling a deep, throbbing ache between my thighs. “That's a little

presumptuous... assuming I'd let you takeright here after dinner.”

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His smirk sent a delicious thrill through me. “Presumptuous?” he echoed, his hands trailing down my spine

before slipping lower, fingers grazing the hem of my dress.

My breath cin shallow pants.

His gaze gleamed with dark

amusement. “Is this still too om

forward?” His Touahgfded up my

FERS sending tremors

through me. “Because your body tells