Lyla
“I like your men,” Domino whispered into my ear. We were saying goodbye to each other. She was holding on to me in a fierce hug.
“Me too,” I said with a chuckle. “ I’ve missed you so much Domino. You need to get home and see your parents. Don’t make it any longer. At least for Christmas.”
“I’ll try.”
“Not good enough,” I pulled back from her and looked at Malcolm, who was watching us like a hawk.
Conner and Kellen were already waiting for me by the truck. They had given Domino long hugs and thanked her for the Thanksgiving dinner.
“Mal, I expect Domino to visit her parents for Christmas. I’ll be telling them she will be there, with or without you, even if I have to deliver her myself.”
He narrowed his eyes at me, so I let my monster rise and stare at him. He swallowed and
