Chapter 15 - Thanksgiving

Dominic’s hand stroked my ass cheek, and I heard him groan against my skin.

“Why do you smell so good all the time? It’s intoxicating just having you by my side.”

My lips curved of their own volition and I raked my fingers into Dominic’s hair, making it messier than it was before.

“I don’t know, but I could say the same for you.”

Tuesday night, after I did my shift at the pub, Dominic came over and stayed. That had been two days ago, and he still refused to leave. We made out and fucked, over and over again, like teenagers, and now I wondered what life without Dominic Moore would even look like?

My stomach growled, making Dominic lift his head.

“You’re not one of those women who gets ‘hangry’, are you?”

I brushed his cheek with my fingers and grinned. “Depends,” I laughed.

He promptly stood up and searched for his clothes on the floor of my room. I rather liked him naked. His round ass and perfectly muscled thighs made me hungry for something else.

“I’ll make you breakfast.”