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Plus, I didn’t want to overstay my welcome at Dominik’s house.

About two hours later, after a lot of talking and a lot of empty wine spritzer bottles, we all ate the meal, and they all groaned.

Needless to say, we were all a little tipsy, as well as in a food coma.

They had helped me clean the kitchen and take out the trash, and thankfully, the men showed up to get everyone home.

I caught a ride with Tatum and Garrick and asked him to swing by the garage.

Thankfully, he hadn’t questioned me.

When we pulled up outside of the garage, I hopped out and then headed to the side door.

Garrick had told me it would be unlocked.

I opened it and walked in.

Soft rock music was playing as Dominik worked on the wiring for an older car.

I headed over to him, set the bag I packed with the spaghetti and a cold beer on his toolbox.

I turned to leave when he called out, “What is it?”

I smiled then turned back to him, “Homemade noodles and meatballs. I didn’t have time to try the homemade sauce.”

Then I heard his stomach growl, I giggled.

That night, after I took a shower and climbed into bed, my phone pinged.

Big Foot – *empty container*

Big Foot – That was good. Use my kitchen any time.

Me – Thanks. I’ll get my Jeep tomorrow.

Big Foot – Got it. Night.

Me – Night.

***

After I got my car from Dominik’s house first thing in the morning via Garrick picking me up and dropping me off before he headed to the garage, I headed into work.

I worked for Smith and Son’s in the city.

It was a PR firm, and we helped put out fires for our clients, as well as promoting positive messages.

Normally, after work, I’d head home. However, every Monday I went to the grocery store for Henrietta.

I pulled into Henrietta’s drive, then climbed out and walked to the back of my Jeep.

I opened the door, then the hatch, and started unloading the bags.

Then I carried them up her front walk, set a few bags down, unlocked her front door with the spare key I had, grabbed the bags, and walked in.

“Honey, I’m home.” I teased.

I heard her wheels as they crept over the hardwood floors.