“Tell Dominique I will be waiting for her downstairs, please,” I said to Post. I walked back downstairs and headed straight for the bathroom. I grabbed several paper towels and wet them down. Then, I closed the stall door and cleaned myself up as best as possible. I would forever remember tonight, even if Dominique refused to be with me again. But at the same time, this made me want her even more in real life. Would it feel like that in real life as well? I finished up, walked over to the table we always sat at, and waited for her. I saw Post come down and get Melissa. She went upstairs, and a few minutes later, she came back down with Dominique. Was Dominique really that embarrassed by what we had done? Or was she ashamed of it? I watched her walk over to the bar, and Tim walked over. He sniffed the air and said something to her. She said something to him, and he went to fix her a drink. I could tell he was very unhappy about something. I grinned. He could probably smell her an
I sat beside Dominique at the bar. She had steadily been drinking since the incident earlier. She looked at me and then went back to her drink. Finally, she polished it off and stood up slowly. I was worried about her driving home tonight as she was too drunk to even stand up without weaving. “Why don’t you let me take you home tonight?” I asked. “I don’t drink and drive, Nathaniel. I didn’t drive here tonight, so I drowned my anger in the booze. Normally I don’t drink a lot because of how I got before. But, since Tim gave me a ride here and is taking me home, I’m okay.” “Tim brought you here? Why are you allowing him to come to your home and give you rides if you are not interested in him?” I was trying really hard to reign my anger in, but it was definitely not working. I could feel the muscle in my jaw ticking. I watched as her face contorted in anger as well. I had promised her no more jealousy, but I couldn’t help it. “Because I can hang out with whomever I want. Furthermo
I went to the bar once the sun had set and sat at Dominique’s table. I handed her an envelope that contained the contracts. She was surprised but didn’t realize I had a lawyer working on these since I mentioned them. “How long do I have to read through them?” Dominique asked me. “As long as you need. I’m not in a rush. You let me know what you think once you have read my offer,” I said. “Alright. I’ll do that. Thank you,” Dominique said as she set the envelope aside. “You seem distracted, Dominique. Are you alright?” “I’m fine. I just had something happen last night, and I’m not quite sure how I feel about it. To say I’m confused is putting it mildly.” “Please, remember that I am trying my best not to show the jealousy I feel. Is it about Tim? You have glanced over there several times since I sat down.” “Nathaniel, you are so sweet, and I really like you. So, I don’t think it would be a good idea to talk to you about this since you told me you are jealous and have shown inte
I tried to hug her, but she stiffened. I sighed and hugged her anyway. If she only knew why I couldn’t be there for her today. If she only knew that I had been with her every night and had protected her last night even though she hadn’t known she was in danger. How could I make her see that? “Dominique, did you call the police?” “No. Tim told me not to. I’m a criminal, and I covered it up. What if she died?” “Don’t think about that now, Dominique. You did what you had to do. Tim had a reason for not having you call the police. I understand it. I agree with it. All will be explained to you eventually.”I held her tight and felt her begin to cry again. She finally relaxed into my arms and let me hold her. I picked her up and carried her over to the couch. I sat down and held her against me, stroking her hair. She laid her head on my shoulder, and after a few minutes, she passed out in my arms. I kept stroking her hair as I thought about what I would do to that bitch when I got a h
He looked at her and then at me. I already knew they’d had sex, so it wouldn’t be a surprise if he said it, but Dominique didn’t know I knew. I just watched Dominique to see her reaction if Tim did mention it. I had to know what she was feeling about it. “You and I slept together, Dominique. Roxy thinks I am her property even though I haven’t been with her for a long time. She knows I want you, and that pisses her off. She figured out what we had done because she and Jacob were waiting for me to get home. Jacob decided to give me a good old-fashioned beat down. That’s why I didn’t come to work. Are you happy knowing now? Do you understand why I don’t want to leave you alone?” Dominique looked at me out of the corner of her eye. I tried to school my face to be blank, but I knew it showed the anger I was feeling. Knowing about it didn’t make it any better when talked about. Dominique sighed and leaned back in her chair. She closed her eyes. It seemed she was more worried about what I
“Are you serious?” Dominique asked. “Yes. I’ve never seen you like this, Dominique. If a car brings you this much happiness, then check it out. I like cars, and I collect them. I rarely ever drive them. Starting them up occasionally is all I have ever done with most of them.” “Oh, my God! How could you just let this baby sit here?” Dominique asked incredulously. “Well, again, I like cars and collect them. I usually drive my Mustang. It’s my favorite. Go ahead and check it out. The car is all original. It has barely any miles and was barely driven when I bought it.” I told her. Of course, she didn’t know I had bought it when it first came out. I just liked the look of it. I loved muscle cars. Dominique sat on the driver’s side and touched the wheel. The Pontiac Firebird Trans Am in 1969 was rare to find now, especially in such excellent condition, so she was barely touching it. I wondered what her reaction would be if I let her give it a spin. “Would you like to take it for a te
The ride home was strained, and the only thing said was when I gave her directions back to the house. Once the car was parked, Dominique got out and handed me the key. She walked over to the mustang and got her things out. She was no longer in turmoil. Now she was angry, and that feeling was even more potent than her lust. I opened the door at the end of the garage and started up the steps. When I realized Dominique was not behind me, I turned around and went back down. She was fiddling with her phone and pacing back and forth. It seemed like I was always messing things up with her now. I walked up to her and pulled her against me. I kissed her, but she didn’t kiss me back. I pulled back, and she just looked at me. “I’m sorry, Dominique. I did not mean to hurt you. I don’t want to take advantage of you and then have you come back later on me about it. I told you I would not push you, and I mean to keep that promise.” Dominique stepped away from me as she said, “It is what it is
“It wouldn’t matter if you did since you don’t have anything for me to take it with. Who in the hell has a kitchen with nothing in it? Or a refrigerator that isn’t even on?” Dominique asked. I sat on the edge of the bed. I had not thought about her needing food while I was out for the day. How was I going to explain that away to her? She wouldn’t believe me no matter what I said because it was odd not to have anything in the cabinets or the refrigerator for ordinary people. I hadn’t thoroughly thought through her staying with me. I was only worried about her going upstairs and finding my blood supply. “I’m sorry, Dominique. I have a small refrigerator where I keep my things. I did not think of this when I went to sleep this morning.” “Where were you? I called you, but you didn’t answer. Your car was still here. I had to order delivery and saw it still parked in the garage. I, I went upstairs. I’m sorry, but I was looking for you so I could go to the store and get something. I sa