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He nods. “It’s my fault baby. I was so fucking reckless. He heard us last night.”
“Oh my God.” My stomach turns and tears well in my eyes in humiliation. “He heard…me?” I swallow hard as I try to stomach this news. I can’t imagine anyone but Dominic hearing me say the things I say during sex.Oh my God, I called him Daddy.
“He didn’t stick around to listen or anything and I doubt he heard us talking because we were quiet, he just heard us…you know.” He sighs. “The bed, and your moans, my grunting, our bodies moving together.”
I put a hand over my eyes. “Is he freaked out? Does he think we are sick?”
“He doesn’t think anything about you, Stassi. He blames me for letting it get this far.”
I feel myself getting anxious and panic rising inside me. “Did you tell him it was my idea? That I came onto you? Propositioned you in Charleston?”
“I told him it was both of us. We both wanted it.”
“I’m not going to be able to face him.” I shake my head and wrap my arms around myself, suddenly freezing despite the warm temperature of the bathroom. “Dominic…”
“Hey, look at me,” he tells me and I meet his gaze. “How are you going to face your grandparents if you can’t face my brother? He is probably the least of our worries.”
“I don’t know…Did he know about last night? In the car?”
“Well, he figured it out now. But no, at the time he said he didn’t know. He did say he had a hunch by the way I was behaving all night in regards to you. He said I couldn’t keep my eyes off of you and any time you moved it’s like I was hyper aware of it.”
I hadn’t noticed that.Was it that obvious?
“He thinks it’s going to be a hard road for us should we choose to go down it, but he knows I don’t take anything lightly. If I’m in, I’m in.”
I feel myself getting short of breath at his words. I remember my comment last night about how I’d never not want him and I remember thinking I’d scared him off. Now I’m coming to the realization that I definitely did not.
“You’re…in?”
He takes a step closer, raising my chin and pressing a short kiss at the corner of my mouth. “When Seth leaves, we’ll talk all of this out. But…to answer your question, yeah. I’m in.”
I am on cloud nine upon hearing Dominic’s words. My heart feels like it could burst hearing that he is beginning to feel the same things I do. It makes me feel like I’m not so alone. It feels good that I have someone that understands how my feelings came with guilt and a bit of self-hatred for feeling as if I betrayed the one person who loved me more than anyone.
I had dropped the towel and lunged for him the second he said it. He’d chuckled and sat me down, telling me that if I rubbed my naked body against him one more time, I wouldn’t be leaving the bathroom without an orgasm. I warned him not to threaten me with a good time, but I knew Seth was awake and God knew where in the house, and I’d proven I was not quiet when I came.
Amidst all of this, I hadn’t exactly mentioned that I was meeting Micah. I hadn’t wanted to ruin the moment by bringing it up and now I’m standing in my room, completely dressed, wondering if I should tell him the truth about where I’m going or make something up. I decide to go with the truth. If things were truly changing between him and me, then Dominic needed to trust me and my decisions. I don’t want to be parented by him, even if that might feel like his natural reaction.
I make my way down the stairs and spot Dominic reading the newspaper on the couch.
“Where’s Seth?”
“Asleep.” He chuckles. “Going somewhere? You look very beautiful as always.” He grabs my hand and pulls me into his lap.
“Yes. I’d kind of like to talk to you about that.”
“Oh?”
“Mmhmm. I’m glad you said we would talk about everything when Seth leaves on Monday but we might have to have one conversation earlier.”
“Okay?” he says as if to sayout with it.
“Micah asked if I could meet him for coffee.” He tenses beneath me and I turn in his arms, wrapping them around his neck. “You have to relax, baby. It’s coffee.”
I note that his jaw tightens. “I don’t trust him.”
I reach up to stroke his jaw and I feel it loosening under my palm. “He feels the same about you, and both of you have to stop. I feel like I’m a toy you’re fighting over. Or maybe you both feel some way about both being with my mother, which is justsoweird for me to even think about. I don’t know, I don’t care. Juststop.”
“He has issues with me, Stassia. The issue I have with him is that he wasn’t there for you or your mother. His issues stem from some jealous bullshit that I’m the father you needed because he couldn’t or wouldn’t or whatever the fuck.” He starts to move me but I hold firm and turn to straddle his lap.
