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I squirmed a little uncomfortably. I didn’t know it was possible to maintain such a constant level of arousal. I’d never come close to having sex like we had together. It was just… Different. Dominic seemed like he was completely in tune with every part of me. He knew when I was nearing the edge and he sadistically enjoyed bringing me right to the brink of orgasm and lingering there as long as he pleased.
He was alsobig.I could still feel the ache from where he’d taken me again and again. It wasn’t entirely unpleasant, but I really wasn’t sure I could handle him again today.
I was idly scrolling TikTok videos and watching one of a little kid who had an unusually strong love of corn–a food he described as a delicious lump with the knobs. I was grinning at the dumb video when an email came through from Jasmine. I tapped it and read the subject line, heart pounding.
Jasmine Marshall
Subject: Job Opportunity
Hey Darcy, I hope all is well. It turns out leaving The Squawker might have been the best decision I’ve ever made. Last week, I started working as a lead editor for The Union Coast. We just lost two long-time writers on my team to retirement and the bosses are looking for someone young and energetic with a strong work ethic. Sound like anyone you know?
Anyway, I think I can hold the position open for a couple weeks at most. The ladies who left knew they were on the way out for months, so they worked ahead and gave us some material to tide us over while we do a job search. It’s not completely up to me, but I’m sure I can get you in for an interview and I can put in a great word for you. Just let me know, okay?
I hope all is well with you (Just not so well that you don’t want to come join me!)
Xx
Jasmine
My heart hadn’t stopped pounding.I was laying there in bed like I’d just run a marathon–or at least like twenty steps with my cardiovascular system. My dad would’ve been over the freaking moon if I told him about this email. He’d have me doing mock interviews at the house immediately. He’d be calling all his friends to see if he could put in any additional good words for me.
I should’ve been thrilled, but…
Dominic came out from the bathroom wrapped in a towel with his hair wet. He used a smaller towel to rub his hair and leaned in the doorway, looking at me. “What is it?”
“Nothing!” I set the phone down beside me and tapped the power button to turn the screen off. “I was just waiting for you to finish.”
He nodded and came in to lay on top of the covers beside me. He stared ahead, jaw muscles ticking and brow furrowed.
“What’s going on with you?” I asked. “You look stressed.”
“I’m fine,” Dominic said.
“Okay.” I curled up beside him, resting my head on his bare shoulder and breathing in the scent of his freshly cleaned body. Something was definitely wrong, but I didn’t think pressing him on it was going to help get the truth out of him. “Hey,” I said. “Ireallywant some pizza today. Pizza and a rom com. That would be the perfect day for me. Oh, and a box of wine.”
He turned, momentarily pulled from his funk to stare at me. “Pizza and rom com. Yeah, I get that part. But boxed wine? You realize I can afford to get the good stuff if you want it, right?”
“No,” I shook my head, smiling as I sat up cross legged on the bed beside him. “I want the cheapest, greasiest pizza we can find. And I want boxed wine. It’s what me and Charleston used to have on weekends back in high school.”
“You’re sure you two never fucked?” he asked.
Normally, I found myself getting annoyed quickly when guys were jealous. But with Dominic, it felt more like possessiveness than jealousy. He wasn’t so much worried that I would have feelings for another guy. It was more like he had decided I belonged to him and he wanted me all to himself. I could picture Elizabeth or Charleston debating me on how those two were basically the same thing, but they weren’t. I kinda liked feeling like I was his, so his question made me smile.
“You have nothing to worry about,” I said. “I may not know what this thing between us qualifies as, but I know I like it, okay? And even if you did have something to worry about, it definitely wouldn’t be from Charleston. He’s literally like a brother to me. There’s nothing there.”
Dominic held my gaze for a few moments, then nodded. He gently took my chin in his upturned hand, tilting my face up toward his. “I don’t know what we are, either. But I know I don’t want to share you. Understand?”
I nodded.
“Good girl.” Dominic kissed me softly, smiling with a sinister edge. “You’re mine until told otherwise.”
“Bossy,” I said, smiling back up at him.
“So why did you two drink boxed wine? Normal high schoolers steal beers or liquor.”
“My dad always kept a few boxes in the pantry for cooking. He said you couldn’t tell the difference between the boxed stuff and the good stuff once it cooks down. But it also meant he never really kept tabs on how much went missing, so Charleston and I had free dibs on as much as we could drink when my parents went out. We’d get drunk on the stuff, even though it always gave us headaches. We got this terrible greasy pizza from a local place and ate it right out of my bed while we watched old rom coms.”
“Threat or not, if I ever find you and this guy in your bed, he’s leaving through a window.”
