“Don’t,” I say, Dominik is going to speak more however, I lightly put my hand over his lips. “Don’t even think about it Dominik, my brother would never trust you again and my father would literally kill you. There’s a way you can help,” I start unsure of what I’m about to say. Normally I don’t like wars. But Spencer started it. I’m ending it. Before he ends someone else I care about.
“Anything,” Dominik says and I push myself to a sitting position grabbing the bucket and vomiting on and off for a couple of seconds. No minutes, but it felt like hours.
“Help us end Spencer. He’s attacking us. I won’t let them kill anyone else. You either help us end him or we’ll end you both. I’d vote on the first one, you could have a second chance with me. Or you choose Spencer and accept your imminent death,” I whisper and Dominik whispers “I’ll always choose you, in any circumstances,” I put my hand over his.
“Anything else you want to tell me?” I ask him takingadvantage of his fragile moment.
“I’m still upset you slept in another man’s bed,” Dominik says sitting next to me and putting his arm cautiously around my shoulders. I feel his inviting warmth and lean my head against him. His calm breaths soothe me and help me lower my anxiety levels.
I’m still hurt, I’m still mad as hell, but I can’t stay away from him.
“You mean Rian’s? He’s my best friend, you’re being unreasonable,” I say and he shakes his head with an evil smirk on his lips.
“Doesn’t matter. He likes you. Would you like it if I slept in Stephanie’s bed and said she was my best friend?” he asks and I slap his arm.
“Don’t you dare.”
“Now you know how it feels. I know how to make someone disappear, Love. Don’t make me act on it because I promise you I can and will burn down everyone and everything that stands between us. And Rian is an annoying tick.-”
“Don’t call him a tick,” I say and look too strongly into his eyes, they embrace my being and consume me until I’m nothing more than his.
“Why? Do you prefer ‘Ry’?” he asks and I see he’s really jealous. Am I insane for thinking it’s cute? Maybe I am, but it is.
“I will keep myself off his bed but you need to get a divorce,” I say and he chuckles. “What?” I ask punching his arm lightly.
“Hit me whatever you want, I’m divorced for about oneyear now,” I can guess the moment he made the decision from the top of my mind.
“Was it December 20th?” I ask Dominik and he nods. It was the day both of us spent all night talking. It was the closest we’ve been until Declan came back because I kind of slipped away from Dominik, because I didn’t want to mislead him, in case Declan was the one. But I was delusional myself. Dominik was all I could think about that year. Declan was only a thought when his arrival was near, and only since Rian wouldn’t stop yapping about it.
“I couldn’t keep lying to myself saying you were no different. When to me you were the only one who made the difference in my life,” Dominik says and all my hate goes away.
“Did you really come into a fentanyl filled room to save me?” I ask Dominik and he nods.
“And I’ll do it again if needed,” Dominik begins and I get up and start pacing.
“You could’ve died,” I say and when Dominik corners me against a wall, his hand on my waist my heart races as if my life is at stake, buthiswas. “Promise not to commit suicide because of me, Dominik”
“I did no such thing, I saved us both. We’re both here,” Dominik asserts and I get a grasp on his shirt feeling the need to strangle him. He takes off the IV, when I scratch it.
“If you ever make a stunt like that again I’ll choke you to death, Dominik, I’m not kidding,” I say, his lips crash against mine, I pull him closer by his shirt’s fabric within my fingers. He devours me, his heart beatingfaster, or is it mine? All I can hear is Declan’s lips against mine. His hands roam my body through my clothes. Over my legs, ass, waist, breasts, stopping at my neck to deepen his hold on me. Our bodies glued. I feel like I’m finally alive, not just existing.
Dominik holds my hair and pulls my head back so he can feast on my neck. Sucking, biting, and licking anywhere he can reach. I tremble as control leaves my system and chaos reigns.
Dominik makes sure to mark me, own me, before I take off my shirt. “God I thought I lost you,” Dominik says and laughs.
“You’ll have to try harder, I’m difficult to shake off. And I’m miserable right now,” to my surprise, he doesn’t talk doesn’t say a word. His eyes are fixated on me, when he grabs the hem of his shirt to take it off, parting our bodies temporarily, I look away to his abs, which gives me a disapproving look.
“Eyes on mine. You don’t get to look today. You ran from me. You’ll eventually understand it’s pointless to try to push me away. You’ll come back to me,” he says taking my bra off. I keep looking at his green eyes, full of intent, pupils dilated like I’m his favourite new drug. When in fact I fear that’s all I might be. He’s on a high he’s going to come down from and dispose of me like all the girls before me.
Pinch. A punishment shouldn’t feel this good.
“Don’t overthink,” my nipples harden and he pinches them again. It was my fault I looked at the couch when Dominik’s phone lit up.
“Can’t it be important?” I moan out, I’m pretty sure I sawDamian’s name on the screen.
Pinch.
“No thinking of anyone or anything else,” Dominik says and drags me to my knees. Normally I wouldn’t let someone but Dominik is different, just saved me and maybe I’m also high. And he’s my new addiction. “Be a good girl and wrap those lips around my cock,” he says taking his erection out of his boxers the last piece of fabric to leave his body.
