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Chapter Forty-Seven
DOMINIC
I slippedinto a bottle when Olivia disappeared. I’m unshowered, stubble on my face, hungover with beer on my breath when the doorbell rings.
I swing the door open. “Damien, if it’s you again?—”
I freeze when I see her.
“Dominic.” She bites her lip.
“Where the hell have you been?” I hear the hoarseness from too little sleep and too much booze in my voice.
“I just needed a couple of days away.”
“I was terrified you were leaving. Leaving all of us.”
She scoffs. “I would never do that, Dom. You know that. You’re the one who left, not me.”
She’s right, but it still stings.
I swallow hard. “I guess I was just thinking maybe you were giving me a taste of my own medicine.”
“You think I’m that petty?”
“I might be, if you left me.” I run a hand through my hair.
“Well, I didn’t leave you. I love you, Dom.”
I startle at her words. “What did you say?”
“I said I love you, Dom, but?—”
I sweep her up into my arms, giving her a bear hug.
She squeals and kicks until I finally put her down.
“But we need to talk.” Her firm words pierce my heart.
“Talk about what? Nothing matters now, you love me.” I can’t stop grinning.
“But Sebastian and Damien....”
I wave a hand dismissively. “You want them too. I know. I don’t care if we all live in a box, I want you, Olivia.”
She bites her lip. “For real? Even if?—”
“No matter what."
“Then we all need to talk, all four of us.”
I nod. “Whatever you want, Olivia. I’m over the moon.”
She grins back at me. “I can’t say that your exuberance doesn’t please me.”
I chuckle at her serious tone and kiss along the side of her face.
She giggles and pulls away, sending a couple of text messages to the group chat that ding on my phone.
