Seducing My Ex's Father In Law

Judy's POV

"Love?" The word was only a whisper on my lips. I was at a loss for words; I stared at the man in front of me, the vulnerability and truth in his eyes shining through. My heart was stuttering out of place as I stared at him, my eyes brimming with tears. "You..." I swallowed. "You love me?"

Before he could reply, a waiter came and poured us two glasses of red juice. I raised my brows because we hadn't ordered anything yet. Gavin smirked and took a sip of his juice, nodding at the waiter, who nodded back before retreating.

"I hope you don't mind, I took the liberty of ordering ahead to save us some time," he explained.

"Save us some time?" I asked. "Are we in a rush?"

"Not exactly, but we do have to be somewhere after this, and I thought dinner would go by smoothly if everything was prepared for us before we got here," he explained.

I nodded and took a sip, my stomach a mess of butterflies. I had no idea what was happening; was this all about a love confession? Was he doing all of this because he loved me? I had so many questions for him, and I wished that I could have a little liquid courage to help me ask these questions. But I couldn't because

I was pregnant. That still was mind-blowing to me, being pregnant.

I had never tasted juice as good as this, and I had to close my eyes as the flavors hit my taste buds.

"It's handmade juice," he explained.

do all of this," I told

missing a beat, making my heart, once again, skip a beat. I looked up

"I feel underdressed..."

should have treated you better before you left. I can't rewind time and fix what had happened..... what I broke... but I can vow to make better choices in the future

"Gavin "

know that sounds stupid considering who I am, but I've had a total of 2 serious relationships. One being my wife and fated mate. You snuck up on me, Judy. I wasn't expecting to feel what I feel for you, and I'm not sure

in my throat; suddenly, my mouth had gone dry, and the words failed to

different waiters came with platters of food, and my eyes grew wide. They made my favorite dishes. I stared up at Gavin, who smiled at me, his eyes shining with a love and devotion that I had never seen from a man before. My heart skipped a beat as I nibbled

one who brought the juice, asked, "Anything else I can get

Thank you,"

apparently, nodded and motioned for the others to follow him out. I assumed

at all the food, my stomach growling and my mouth practically

me carefully. "I know these

I don't think we've ever actually discussed my favorite

eyes on me, an