Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Dad
Chapter 293

I just...stare at Nonna and Valentina, completely dumbstruck.

Today?

A wedding?

Today!? My wedding is today!?

I turn suddenly when I hear Kent speaking in Italian behind me, his brow furrowed as he lifts a hand towards Nonna.

The words fly from his mouth, sounding like he's protesting.

"No!" Nonna says, stopping her tiny foot. I turn to stare at her now, shocked a little to see her glaring at Kent and pointing a finger at him as she says a few more solid words, sounding absolutely decided on the subject.

When Kent sighs, I turn quickly back to him, feeling like I'm at watching kind of insane tennis match, the grand prize for which is my hand in marriage.

"She says," Kent sighs, looking at me with a great deal of frustration, "that she won't have us sleeping in this house together if we're unmarried -" "Well, we can just leave -" I say, my eyes wide.

"And," Kent continues, raising an eyebrow at me as he cuts me of and puts his cup of coffee as well as mine back onto the tray, "that I owe it to you to marry you and make this baby legitimate. She then continued to say that you're 100 good for me," he sends an ironic little glare in his mother's direction as she comes to the end of the bed and smugly crosses her arms, "and that I'd better get you tied up in matrimony before you realize it and run screaming for the hills."

I burst out into laughter a this, turning towards the old woman, who nods to me firmly.

But then I raise my hands to my mouth in shock, realizing that Kent...

He's kind of just sitting there, waiting for me to tell him what I think about it. Which means that he...he'll do it, if I want to.

"Kent!" I suddenly gasp, my hand lashing out despite me to smack him on the chest. Nonna laughs, a rich, hearty sound, watching us with real joy in her eyes. "This is such crap!"

"What?" he laughs, his face bursting in a smile as he slips a hand around my waist and pulls me closer to him, completely ignoring everyone else in the room now. "What

-I mean, its not a bad idea, Fay -"

"No way!" I shout, shaking my head at him and putting my hands flat on his chest, not letting him pull me close and seduce me into compliance by being all big and sexy. "This is the second time I've been wrapped up into a lippert ...marriage that had been decided for me, and no one has asked me whether or not I want to be involved in it -"

Valentina laughs and comes closer to the bed, Dominic calm in her arms as she quickly translates my words for Nonna before looking at me curiously. "What is this?" she asks. "What do you mean?"

"I mean," I say, turning to glare at Kent who just smirks and shakes his head at me. "That this big brute slipped this damn ring on my finger," I hold up my engagement ring, which I honestly forget about all the time because I never take it off, "and told me I was engaged to Daniel! I had no say in it! And now!?"

I look around at Valentina and Nonna for support as Valentina begins to laugh, quickly murmuring the essence of the story to Nonna.

"Now!" I continue, "you're all just declaring that I'm getting married tonight when someone -" I shove Kent in the chest, even though he doesn't budge an inch and just stares at me, starting to smile, "has never, ever asked me to marry him! If I'm getting married again!" My voice gets squeaky in my protest now, "I want a proposal this time!"

Kent laughs and shakes his head, lifting his hands to cup my cheeks. "You're right," he murmurs, staring at my face as if he has the entire universe held in his hands. "I'm sorry, Fay - you deserve that, and much more."

My entire world narrows to Kent as he sits up straighter,leaning towards me. Because...because..

Oh my god

Because I think I know what's about to happen.

"Fay," he murmurs, dropping his hands from my face and reaching into my lap to take my limp hands in his strong ones. He raises one of my hands to his lips and pressing a kiss to it. "I'm sorry, Fay," he murmurs against my fingers," that I haven't done this the right way. Everything about it has been wrong - every damn piece of it has been backwards, since the moment I met you in that prison."

Valentina gasps a little at this revelation, murmuring to Nonna, but I ignore her. Every single ounce of my focus is on Kent's gorgeous face - the hard lines of it, the earnest emotion in his eyes.

"But from here out, I'm going to do it right," he says, his voice thick with promise. My lip starts to tremble as tears fill my eyes - because Kent, he is the entire world to me.

And even if we did have a strange start, I think it's what we needed. We needed every strange step in our path to discover who we are, what we mean to each other. Tears start to slide down my cheeks, and I see Kent press his lips together and blink his eyes quickly, fighting his own emotions as he always does.

"My mother is right," Kent says quietly, nodding his head towards Nonna, "I don't deserve you -"

"Kent," I breathe, shaking my head, squeezing his hands hard

"Not an inch of you, Fay," he murmurs, staring into my eyes.

"But I beg you - I beg you to marry me. Let me be a better man starting here and now. Let me give you everything you deserve, you and Dominic. Please, please be my wife."

ljust stare at him as the tears streak down my face, at this man / love more than anything in the world - at the man I've given everything for.

And suddenly I realize that I'm nodding - fervent, desperately. Because that's everything I want -

I want to be his wife so terribly much -

"Yes!?" Kent asks, his face breaking into a huge smile. "Is that a yes, Fay!?"

"Yes!" I shout, launching myself forward, throwing my arms around his neck. Kent laughs, rich and loud, as he catches me, pressing me tight to him as his fingers tangle in my hair, as an arm wraps around my waist.

And then he's kissing me, and I'm kissing him back - poorly, haphazardly, because I can't stop laughing and murmuring to him how much I love him, how much I can't wait to marry him.

Kent kisses me back and rocks me against him, laughing too, and I press kisses to his mouth and his cheeks, and his brow -But suddenly I spin, wanting my baby - because he should be in on this too -

"Dominic!" I call, reaching for him, and Valentina quickly carries him around the bed so that she can hand him to me, wiping at her eyes as she does so.

"That was the most romantic thing I have ever seen,"

Valentina laughs, smiling at us as she slips my baby into my arms. "And I am Italian, so that is...saying something."

I laugh, grinning at her, but I can't help it - I turn away, wanting only Kent and the baby who looks so much like him already. My little family - god, I'm just so incredibly happy already.

But tonight? Tonight it's all going to get better, because I'm going to marry Kent Lippert and make it official.

"Sorry you don't get to be a fiancé for very long," Kent murmurs, dipping his head down to kiss Dominic's little face and then rest his forehead against mine as Nonna and Valentina quietly move towards the door.

"Oh, that's all right," I sigh. "I was Daniel's fiancé for a long time and I'm not sure I enjoyed the experience very much."

"Fay," Kent says, his voice dry and disbelieving,

"I would do

things very different than Daniel did."

"Well, I should hope so," I murmur, giving him a dirty look. " Considering that Daniel cheated on me the whole time -"

We both turn when Nonna interrupts from the door, calling something in Italian. I beam at her as she nods to both of us, closing the door behind us, but then I turn back to Kent, seeking translation.

"She says she's giving us fifteen minutes alone," he murmurs, pressing a kiss to my mouth like he can't help it." But then fittings begin, because we have a very busy day."

"Well then," I say, setting against his chest and tilting my chin up towards him as I hold my little baby happily to my breast. "Guess we're going to have to make the best of our short time alone. Because we're getting married tonight, Kent. And Nonna is going to make damn sure I look good, so you'd better spend your day finding a way to look sharp too."

"Like it will be hard," he laughs, dismissive, before lowering his head and kissing me again.