Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Dad
Chapter 247

The door shuts and Kent's footsteps cross the room again. In a heartbeat he's through the closet door, looking down at me, at the phone in my hand.

Quickly, he reaches out and presses the record button on the screen, ending the recording before taking the phone from my hand and placing it carefully on a nearby shelf. Then he takes my face in his hands and I exhale a long, shaky breath. "Did...did he know I was here?" I ask, looking up into Kent's gorgeous green eyes.

"I don't know," Kent murmurs, staring down into my face. "Did you record it all?"

Quickly I nod, letting him know that I did it all right - everything he asked -

And then his mouth is on mine, and I let my eyes drift shut as I lean into him, letting a little moan drift from my lips as Kent wraps his arms around me and holds me, and kisses me, and sweeps me away in his own relief.

When Kent pulls away a few minutes later I blink my eyes slowly open, a bit in a daze, and he laughs lightly at me.

Which, of course, wakes me right up and makes me glare at him.

"Don't get any ideas, Kent, you're not that good of a kisser," I grumble. "I just haven't had my coffee yet."

"That's a lie," Kent says, smirking at me, "but help yourself, Fay." He keeps one arm wrapped around me while he gestures to the coffee maker behind him with an open hand.

I pout. "Can you make it for me? You do it better than I do."

Kent laughs, shaking his head, but he escorts me over to the coffee maker where he presses another kiss to my lips before letting me go and starting to make me a cup. "We don't have long," he says as he works. "We have to get you back into Daniel's room and out that door before Gio leaves. I want the lie to be as seamless as we can make it."

"Presuming, of course," I say, my voice dry, "that Janeen didn't just throw herself into Gio's lap the moment she woke up."

Kent smirks as the espresso machine buzzes, and then he bends to get a little jug of milk out of the refrigerator below, pouring a little into an electric steamer. "Janeen knows what's at stake. She'll behave."

I smile, watching him, pleased he trusts my sister. "So, what do you think?" I ask quietly, tucking my hands into the sleeves of Kent's sweatshirt as he finishes up the coffee. "Does Gio really want out? Or is it a trick?"

"I don't know yet," Kent murmurs, moving over to my boxes of clothing as the milk finishes heating. "I want to talk to Daniel, get his perspective. But...if you asked me? I'd say Gio meant it. He and Daniel have always been...well, they've both had the bad luck of being poorly suited to their status of being first-born males in old families like these."

"Or," I say, watching as Kent pulls out a cute little day dress for me, floral and pretty, tossing a matching set of brand new underwear on top. "They have the good luck of having a father and uncle who is willing to fight for them to get out." Kent smirks, I know pleased at my words but working to not show it as he scoops up a pair of sandals to match the dress, handing them out to me.

"Really?" I ask, frowning at the clothing as I accept them. "You want me to wear a day dress to dinner?"

Kent freezes for a second, looking at me like I'm insane. "We'll dress for dinner, Fay," he says, his face appalled, "this is just for today!"

I burst out laughing, shaking my head at the ridiculous idea that I now live in a world where I need a whole outfit just to sneak across the front of the house to my husband's room.

Kent rolls his eyes at me and turns away, pulling on his own set of day clothes as I quickly swap his sweatshirt for the outfit he chose for me. As I finish pulling the sandals on, Kent appears before me with my coffee.

"What do you think?" I ask, turning so he can see me in the dress. "Will I do for the day?"

"You're gorgeous," he murmurs, cupping the back of my head and pulling me in for a slow kiss before pressing the coffee into my hands. "Now go back to my son's room, and try not to let anyone else figure out you spent the night in my bed."

"My bed too," I insist, grinning at Kent as he walks me to the window and unlocks it, pushing it open and glancing out to make sure no one's there. "I love you," I say, reaching out to grab his shirt and pull him in for a final kiss. "See you in a few minutes." "I love both of you," Kent murmurs, a finger brushing my stomach as he takes the coffee from me. I hop out the window and take my coffee back, laughing with delight at the ridiculousness of my strange, happy life. And then Kent kisses his palm as he smiles at me, clenching the kiss in his fist like he'll hold it forever.

And I grin, and wrinkle my nose at him, and sip my coffee as I scurry across the front of the house to tap on my husband's window this time.

Daniel whips back the curtain a moment later, groaning in relief to see me as he pushes the window open. I note, quite happily, that there's no gun in sight this time.

"Get in here, Fay," he murmurs, taking the coffee from me as I climb through the window.

"Morning, husband!" I say cheerfully as I take my coffee back. "Nice to see you too!"

"Why do I always get the middle seat," I mutter, glaring at Janeen and Jerome on either side of me on our way to Bianci house. Dad begged off dinner and once we were whittled down to five, Kent insisted on taking one car for safety. "I'm the richest person here -" "No, you're not," Kent says casually over his shoulder as he makes the final turn onto the street where I know the gate to the Bianci driveway stands.

"Really," Daniel says, looking at his father from the passenger seat with a little smirk forming on his lips. "I mean, I know what Fay's worth, dad - you're saying you've got more stashed away in European bank accounts than that?"

"I'm saying mind your business, kid," Kent murmurs, ignoring Daniel and making Janeen laugh.

"Back to the matter at hand!" I say, wiggling and trying to make more room for myself back here. "On the way back I get the passenger seat. For the baby."

"Not a chance," Daniel calls. "You can't just say 'for the baby' and get what you want, Fay. At least not until he's born."

"No worries," Janeen says with a happy sigh. "I'll just stay at Gio's place -"

"You would cheat on me?" Jerome gasps falsely, pressing a hand to his chest and staring at his pretend fiancé in pretend shock. "After these twenty-four hours that I've long been dedicated to you!?"

"We gave it the old college try, Jerome," Janeen says, leaning over me to pat his knee. "It just wasn't meant to be."

"Enough," Kent says with a sigh, "we need everyone to take this seriously, all right? Anyone have any questions?"

"No, sir," Janeen says, giving Kent a false little salute. I glare at her and she crosses her eyes at me before placing a hand on my shoulder that lets me know she'll do her part, even if she pretends not to take it seriously now. "All right," Kent says. "Get ready, because now the trial really begins."

And then he rolls down the window to speak to the guard, who immediately signals the gate to swing open.