called for desperate measures, the coral seas passion flower paste.
But he wasn’t Availia or Kerrigan, and he most certainly wasn’t a Guardian of the Light, so it just didn’t add up.
The purr of the Hemi engine he knew all too well reached his ears and pulled him out of his thoughts. Kerrigan was home. Maybe she could help him figure out what was going on. Things always seemed to make more sense when she was around, even though she was just as new to all the incomprehensible things that happened in their world as he was. It was like the blind leading the blind, but at least he’d be able to think more clearly knowing that she was there with him, safe and sound.
Holding onto the banister for leverage, he managed to haul himself up to a standing position. He swayed on his feet and opted to take a minute to wait for his surroundings to stop spinning before he attempted to climb back through his window, which was no easy feat in his buzzed state.
Entering his room relatively unscathed, he tackled the stairs that led to his door. Millie was already there, tail wagging and anxious to be set free to run to his favorite person, his adopted mom. He knew the feeling. He was anxious to see her, too, but for entirely different reasons.
Finally having made it to the top of the stairs, Dominic stopped and seemed to breathe a little easier just seeing her. Millie was already at her feet, jumping up and down and giving her little yips and yaps that weren’t quite barks. He sort of reminded Dominic of a child telling its mother all about how they spent their day while she was away.
The thought made him think about the baby from the dream, their baby, and he smiled. It wasn’t hard to imagine the kind of mother Kerrigan would be. She would be kind, doting and unwavering in her devotion to their child. So unlike his own mother.
Kerrigan bent, giving the pup the attention he sought while he bathed her in wet tongue kisses. When she stood, Millie’s hyperactive antics turned to Gabe.
“Hey, Mills! Did you miss me?” Gabe scooped him up. “I’m going to run up and get a quick shower, girl. I’ve got sand in places that are not very ladylike. If I squeeze the cheeks of my beautimus gluteus maximus together hard enough, I’m pretty sure I can produce some diamonds. And even though diamonds are a girl’s best friend, chafing is not.” He stopped on the stairs when he saw Dominic and put his hand on his hip. “House rule number one, Dom...” Kerrigan turned to look at him when she heard his name. “No half nakedness in common areas. Not that I think you would ever admit it, but I swear I think you do it on purpose. Tease.”
“Bite me.” Dominic smirked.
“I’ve tried, yet somehow you keep wiggling out of my hold, afraid I’m going to pass my gayness off on you like rabies from a dog.” He swept past him in dramatic fashion. “Where’s Colton?”
“He said he had some work to do on some sort of research and took his laptop to his room.”
“I’ll check on him in a minute. He’s been really tired lately. Y’all go do whatever it is that y’all do, and don’t think I don’t know exactly what that is.”
As Gabe headed off in the direction of his bedroom, Dominic turned his attention to Kerrigan, who was still staring up at him with a sexy little number of a smile that twitched at the corner of her mouth. Her eyes gave his body an intimate sweep, and the muscles in his upper torso flexed under her gaze while the front of his button-fly jeans tightened. An involuntary reaction to her closeness. He loved that she found him so attractive.
“I missed you, Querida.”
The color of her eyes flashed bright for just a second and then she took the steps two at a time to get to him. He caught her in his arms as she crashed into him, nearly knocking them both to the ground. Propelled by the force she exuded and his imbalance—thanks to his inebriated state—his back collided with the wall.
She kissed him
But he wasn’t Availia or Kerrigan, and he most certainly wasn’t a Guardian of the Light, so it just didn’t add up.
The purr of the Hemi engine he knew all too well reached his ears and pulled him out of his thoughts. Kerrigan was home. Maybe she could help him figure out what was going on. Things always seemed to make more sense when she was around, even though she was just as new to all the incomprehensible things that happened in their world as he was. It was like the blind leading the blind, but at least he’d be able to think more clearly knowing that she was there with him, safe and sound.
Holding onto the banister for leverage, he managed to haul himself up to a standing position. He swayed on his feet and opted to take a minute to wait for his surroundings to stop spinning before he attempted to climb back through his window, which was no easy feat in his buzzed state.
Entering his room relatively unscathed, he tackled the stairs that led to his door. Millie was already there, tail wagging and anxious to be set free to run to his favorite person, his adopted mom. He knew the feeling. He was anxious to see her, too, but for entirely different reasons.
Finally having made it to the top of the stairs, Dominic stopped and seemed to breathe a little easier just seeing her. Millie was already at her feet, jumping up and down and giving her little yips and yaps that weren’t quite barks. He sort of reminded Dominic of a child telling its mother all about how they spent their day while she was away.
The thought made him think about the baby from the dream, their baby, and he smiled. It wasn’t hard to imagine the kind of mother Kerrigan would be. She would be kind, doting and unwavering in her devotion to their child. So unlike his own mother.
Kerrigan bent, giving the pup the attention he sought while he bathed her in wet tongue kisses. When she stood, Millie’s hyperactive antics turned to Gabe.
“Hey, Mills! Did you miss me?” Gabe scooped him up. “I’m going to run up and get a quick shower, girl. I’ve got sand in places that are not very ladylike. If I squeeze the cheeks of my beautimus gluteus maximus together hard enough, I’m pretty sure I can produce some diamonds. And even though diamonds are a girl’s best friend, chafing is not.” He stopped on the stairs when he saw Dominic and put his hand on his hip. “House rule number one, Dom...” Kerrigan turned to look at him when she heard his name. “No half nakedness in common areas. Not that I think you would ever admit it, but I swear I think you do it on purpose. Tease.”
“Bite me.” Dominic smirked.
“I’ve tried, yet somehow you keep wiggling out of my hold, afraid I’m going to pass my gayness off on you like rabies from a dog.” He swept past him in dramatic fashion. “Where’s Colton?”
“He said he had some work to do on some sort of research and took his laptop to his room.”
“I’ll check on him in a minute. He’s been really tired lately. Y’all go do whatever it is that y’all do, and don’t think I don’t know exactly what that is.”
As Gabe headed off in the direction of his bedroom, Dominic turned his attention to Kerrigan, who was still staring up at him with a sexy little number of a smile that twitched at the corner of her mouth. Her eyes gave his body an intimate sweep, and the muscles in his upper torso flexed under her gaze while the front of his button-fly jeans tightened. An involuntary reaction to her closeness. He loved that she found him so attractive.
“I missed you, Querida.”
The color of her eyes flashed bright for just a second and then she took the steps two at a time to get to him. He caught her in his arms as she crashed into him, nearly knocking them both to the ground. Propelled by the force she exuded and his imbalance—thanks to his inebriated state—his back collided with the wall.
She kissed him
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