Falling For My Ex's Dad by Oma Green

Chapter 110: Dressed Up Just For Him

Standing in front of Gabriel's door, my fingers brushed through my curls for the third time, making sure

everything was in place. My little black dress clung perfectly to my body-short, simple, sexy, with just enough

cleavage.

| wanted to steal his breath, leave him completely speechless.

Before | could press the button, the door swung open. A woman dressed in a tailored uniform greetedwith a

warm smile. She looked like she was in her mid-thirties.

"Welcome, Miss Hartwood. I'm Jane, Mr. Storm's house manager." She extended her hand.

| shook hers, smiling back. "Please, callClairessa. Nice to meet you."

She nodded, stepping aside. "Likewise. Please, cin."

As | entered, the familiar luxury of Gabriel's apartment surrounded me.

The place was like a fortress-dark tones, sleek lines-a space as commanding as the man himself.

Jane ledthrough the hallway, then stopped. "Mr. Storm is in the kitchen. I'll leave you here." She smiled again

before disappearing down the hall.

Chapter 110: Dressed Up Just For Him

Kitchen? My brow lifted. What was he doing there?

Thad been to Gabriel's apartment before, so | remembered my way around. As | approached the kitchen, | heard

his deep, rich voice.

"In here."

| stepped in-and froze, Gabriel stood by the stove, stirring a pot of sauce.

The sleeves of his shirt were rolled up, revealing his strong forearms. The sight was shocking. Gabriel Storm, the

picture of control and power, cooking? For me?

"Mr. Storm... in the kitchen?" | gasped playfully. "I would have expected a renowned chef."

He glanced over his shoulder, flashing that irresistible smirk. "Let's just say | wanted to make tonight more

special by cooking for you myself."

Something in his tone softenedinstantly. My heart skipped a beat.

"I never would've thought you could cook."

"There's a lot you're yet to find out." He set the spoon aside, turning his gaze back to the stove.

"Have a seat. Dinner will be served soon. Apologies-we're running behind schedule by fifteen minutes. Had an

important call earlier."

“So particular and orderly. | love it, Mr. Storm." | teased, tiptoeing up behind him, peeking over his shoulder to

see everything he was cooking.

He sensedinstantly. In one swift motion, he spun around, wrapping his hands around my waist as he pressed

his hard frinto mine.

"Easy, Mr. Storm, we haven't even had dinner yet," | murmured, placing my hand on his firm chest.

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"You're the one sneaking up on me, young lady, and | can't help it... If you smell and look this good..."

His eyes darkened, slowly traveling down my body, pausing at every curve. The heat in them made my pulse

race.

"You look... breathtaking," he murmured, voice dropping. "That dress- dangerous."

Warmth spread across my skin. | leaned in closer. "I dressed up just for you."

He smirked, gaze never leaving mine. "And | approve."

"I want to help... What do you need?" | asked.

"Nope." His voice was firm.

"But... | can't let you-"| tried to protest, but the look he shotleft no room for argument.

"Sit. Watch."

"Aye, Captain..." | sighed tically, walking back and sliding onto a stool at the island counter, watching him

move.

Every movement-precise, calculated.

He cut vegetables and chopped onions with ease, stirring sauces with practiced

hands. The man did everything with intention.

The longer | watched, the more drawn | became.

He made cooking look... sensual.

Soon, he plated the meal. "Dinner is served."

Grilled steak with roasted potatoes, steamed vegetables, and a side of garlic butter sauce.

"I have to say, Mr. Storm, you've outdone yourself. This looks... delicious." Gabriel leaned casually against the

counter, arms crossed, his eyes drinkingin. "Take the first bite and tellthen."

My eyes shut for a second as | lifted the fork to my lips, savoring the rich flavors.

Then, with a satisfied hum, | gave him a thumbs-up. "It tastes divine."

A pleased expression played out on his face before he gestured toward the dining table he had set.

We sat across from each other and began eating.

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before.

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Gabriel chuckled, wiping his hands on a towel. Thank you, my sweet im glad you enjoyedt

| leaned against the counter, arching a brow. Now that dimer's over the distes are done... what's next

His lips curled into a mischievous grin as he reached for the wine glasses. "Ace" "Hmm?" | tilted my head,

intrigued.

He grabbed a bottle of wine, expertly pouring us both a glass. When he handedmine, his fingers brushed

over mine, sending warmth straight through me.

"To more wins," he murmured, holding his glass up.

| smiled, my heart fluttering. "More wins," | echoed, clinking my glass against his.

"And... thank you. For tonight. For opening up to me."

His expression softened. "And thank you for giving us a second chance."

| took a slow sip of my wine, meeting his gaze. "Mr. Storm, | have to say-I don't regret my decision yet." |

teased

His eyes gleamed with amusement. "Yet?"

"We'll see how the night goes." | giggled. "So tell me, where did you learn how to cook so well?"

Gabriel hummed, swirling his glass. "You know, | once worked as a sous-chef at a big restaurant."

| blinked. "A sous-chef?" | tried to picture it and failed. | gestured toward him. "The great Gabriel Storm, tech

mogul, working in a restaurant? That's a sight."

He chuckled. “Well, my mom loved

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My mouth fell open in exaggerated shock. "Oh my God. Gabriel Storm-a mama's

boy?"

He leaned in. "Like | told you earlier, there's a lot you're yet to learn about me. But soon, you will. For now,

drink up."

| narrowed my eyes playfully. "Are you trying to getdrunk, Mr. Storm?"

"Maybe."

| took another sip; holding his gaze over the rim of my glass. "So | won't find out

any more stories about 'Mama's boy Gabriel"?"

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His relaxed mood faded slightly, replaced by something more solemn. Unfortunately, there's must no tell. My

mom passed away when | turned eighteen."

My mouth parted as | saw the flash of pain in his eyes. “Gabriel. I'm so sorry?

His jaw tensed for a brief second, then he exhaled. "It's alright. It was a long time

ago. Besides, think turned out okay."

"You sure did," | replied softly. "She must have been an incredible woman."

Gabriel gave a tight smile. "She certainly was."

His eyes now studied me. "What about you? Your parents?"

"They're back in Idaho. Still married, still in love

He nodded. "Good for you. I'm guessing you had an amazing childhood."

| shrugged. "My parents were always present and caring when | was growing up,

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"You're doing great, Clairessa, and I'm sure they're proud," he assured me.

| smiled, though a part ofwished |

could believe that as easily as he did.

| took another sip bated shifting the

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His jaw tensed slightly, as if the question triggered something in him.

"My ex-wife," he admitted after a pause. "And that was years ago."