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His smirk—that I swear he should trademark—appears on his face in an instant. It doesn’t exactly reach his eyes, but it’s a start, I suppose.
“One answer immediately comes to mind, but I think I should feed you first,” he mutters, making me smile.
“I am hungry,” I admit.
“Then let’s go into the kitchen and grab something to drink,” he says, picking up the pizza and juggling it with one hand, while putting the other on the small of my back.
“Is this Killer’s place?” I ask, as I open the pizza and put a couple of pieces each on two paper plates.
“Why would you think that?” Dom asks putting a soda beside my plate and twisting the top off the beer for himself.
“I just assumed. Although, I will say this place looks nothing like I imagined Killer living in.”
“Killer only has a room at the club,” Dom responds, sounding subdued.
“Then whose place is this?” I ask.
“Mine. I rented it today. It came furnished. I bought some sheets for our bed and a few groceries. You’ll have to work your magic on it to make it more livable.”
“Um… what?”
“Gorgeous, I don’t want you worrying that Breaker will hear us when we make love. I want your mind to be completely on me. You didn’t like the hotel room and even I know that’s not a good place for long term. So, I went out and found a place I thought you’d agree with. It’s not far from the college. It’s within an easy distance to go to any of the places we like to eat. It works. I paid six months in advance, but if you don’t like it, we can look for something else. In the meantime, it will work. We can go over to Breaker’s tomorrow for your stuff, then go shopping for what we need here.”
“You don’t have anything to do at the club?”
“Nope. I’m free to spend the day with you and I have to tell you that’s the one thing I want to do above anything else.”
“Well, now I am too.”
He smiles at me and takes another bite. I do the same and we eat together in a comfortable silence for a bit. My mind is swirling with all the new information and yet, at the same time, I’m also stuck on how he said we made love. It’s a silly romantic thing to get stuck on, but I can’t help it. It makes me feel warm inside. Heck, it makes me feel cared for.
When I look over at him, I’m immediately brought back to earth. He seems a million miles away. I don’t know what’s going on with him, but it doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out that he’s really upset—no matter how he’s trying to disguise it with me. “You’ve been busy today,” I murmur.
“You have no idea,” he responds, sounding cynical. That snaps my attention back to the present, and I remember how we parted this morning.
“What happened after I went back into the auditorium?” I ask carefully before taking a bite of my pizza. I need to get him to open up to me. I don’t want Dom holding everything inside. That’s not a healthy relationship. Truth be told, I’m desperate to make this work between us. I’ve been in love with Dom since I was a kid. It is becoming clearer and clearer that those feelings were still alive deep down inside of me. I just chose to ignore them. I don’t want to do that anymore.
“King apparently had permission to be here. Dad knew.”
I frown. “That’s good, right?”
“I guess, I wouldn’t know. You’ll have to ask your brother or someone else. Apparently, I wasn’t deemed worthy of the information.”
“Excuse me?”
He takes a big tug of his beer and puts the bottle back down on the small table we’re sitting at. The kitchen is big. It could handle a bigger table. Honestly, the whole place is nice, but I’m going to look at it all better later. If Dom is here and he wants me here, I’ll stay.
“There’s shit going on and apparently, Dad didn’t feel he should trust me with the information yet. He doesn’t trust my judgment.”
“Because of T and Gabby?”
“Got it in one.”
I reach out to hold his hand. “I’m sorry, Dom. I love your father, but he’s wrong about this.”
He squeezes my hand. “You stopped calling him your uncle,” he says quietly.
“It sounds weird now since we are well, whatever we are.” He frowns at me, and I know he’s about to start in on another lecture, but I hold up my hand. “I’m with you, Dom. I want what is between us. I’d just rather not put labels on it. I don’t want you to feel pressured into having a relationship with me because of who my father is or because of Breaker.”
