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“Don’t waste your time. New York is probably going to kick me out soon too.”
“No amount of time with you would be a waste, Zoe. Now come on, we have an entire city to see.”
Dom’s voice softens as he takes my hand in his, standing up and gently pulling me off the couch. I don’t dare to look up, questioning if I misheard him. Then, I feel his fingers toying with the ends of my hair.
“Is this for me?” he whispers, his gaze fixed on my hair as his fingers twist the ends.
The side of his palm brushes my chest, instantly causing my nipples to harden.
“Don’t be ridiculous.” Stepping away, I take in a strained breath and try to clear my thoughts.
“Whatever you say, Butterfly.”
One word is all it takes to stop me in my tracks.
Butterfly.
Before I can process another thought, he strides past me and out of the room. I’m left standing there, frozen like a stone, watching his retreating back.
What just happened?
“Let’s go, Jackson! There is a food truck close by that sells the best breakfast burritos. That’s our first stop.”
CHAPTER 22
ZOE
Sammy
What are you doing? You’ve been MIA. Also, I’m seriously considering moving to New York. I hate it here without you.
Ismile, staring down at my phone as a new text from Sammy pops up. I’ve missed her more than I realized. It’s crazy how you get used to seeing someone every day and it feels like a part of you is missing when it all stops. She’s the only person I’ve ever had a healthy, long-term, detached-but-attached relationship with. It’s weird and wonderful all at the same time.
Me
I miss you. Please come. You can stay at my brother’s place. I don’t even care if he says no. I’ll sneak you in.
Sammy
I am packing. Are you loving NY? Have you been touring around? Is your brother being a good host? Stop forcing me to ask so many questions!
Me
Sorry, it’s been busy. Currently out with Dominik on a NYC grumpy tour. He’s getting on all my nerves.
Sammy
Shittttt…I’m going to need a recap later. Expect a call after work. I’m going to leave you to your date.
My eyes bulge, and I glance up to see Dominik still standing at the breakfast food truck, waiting for his order.
Me
It’s not a date, you psycho! I love you, talk later.
A date. Yeah, right. My ass.
Everything within me is screaming to throw Dominik Lewis in front of fast-moving traffic, or at least it was until today. It's maddening how badly I want to despise him, but the events of today have made that incredibly challenging. I can't help but wonder if Dominik has always been this eccentric and detail-oriented, or if his successful hockey career has transformed him into this person. I distinctly remember him not being this way when we were teenagers, but then again, I've changed too. I’m so much different than the person I was back then.
