Page 51 of The Face-Off


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“At home, I just unscrew the cap,” I crack as I raise the glass to my lips.

I take a sip, and it’s like nothing I’ve ever tasted. It’s a medley of different flavors, none of which I can identify, but all of which are incredible.

“That’s delicious. Wow. What do you think?”

“Yeah, I like it.”

I quirk a brow at him. “Do you even drink wine?”

“Occasionally. Usually, I’m more of a beer guy, but the older I get, the harder the hangovers hit.”

I like the way pieces of his dark hair sometimes break free of their style, hanging over his forehead just past his brows. He has great hair—thick and dark and perfectly straight.

“Tell me something about you,” I say. “Anything.”

“Okay, let’s see...I could have gotten a full ride to college playing baseball, but I wanted to play hockey instead. I was good at hockey, but it was my college coach who made me great enough to go pro.”

“Baseball? I can see you as a baseball player. Bet you looked great in your uniform.”

He shrugs, a grin tugging at his lips. “I did.”

We just look at each other for at least a full minute, something thick and unspoken charging the air between us. Everything about this is better than dating as a teenager. The waiting and wanting with Dom are more sensual than the actual sex with my ex.

I’m halfway through my glass of wine, buttering a piece of bread when my phone rings inside my purse. When I see Cam’s name on the screen, I frown and lock eyes with Dom.

“Sorry, it’s Cam. I have to answer.”

He waves a hand. “It’s fine.”

“Hey,” I say softly in answer.

“Tess. He was here. He was inside our house.”

Her voice is taut with emotion, nearly frantic. I don’t even need to ask who she means—it was that asshole Jake.

I grab my purse and slide out of my side of the booth, my heart racing so fast I’m light-headed. “Is everyone okay? I’m on my way.”

“We’re all okay. Get here as fast as you can.”

I run through the restaurant, not even remembering Dom until I get outside and spin around frantically. How will I get home? It’s too far to run.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” Dom races outside the restaurant’s front door and joins me.

“I have to get home.” I’m almost in tears. “Take me home.”

He digs for his keys in his pocket and we take off toward the car. I stop to take off the heels because they’re slowing me down.

Once we’re both inside the car and he’s pulling out of his parking place, my emotions spill out through my mouth.

“Cam went on a few dates with this guy and said she wasn’t interested and he’s been phone stalking her. He was in our house tonight. Hannah’s there and...” I put my hand over my mouth, trying not to lose it. “I’ll kill him. I’ll shoot him in the head for coming into my home. If he messed with my daughter--”

Dom takes my hand. “Christ, why didn’t you tell me? Is Hannah okay?”

He presses the gas to make it through a yellow light.

“Cam said they’re all okay.” I take a deep breath. “I’m shaking. The things he could have done to Hannah...I think I might be sick.”

“Just breathe. They’re okay. We’ll do whatever it takes to make sure they’re safe, I promise.”

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