Page 68 of Always You
He tosses the ticket and turns to look at me. “So, is she single?”
I snort. “No, she has a boyfriend.”
He barks a laugh. “Then why in the hell tell me?”
I shrug. “Mila said you eye fucked her or rather eye fucked each other.”
Liam smirks. My best friend has never had a girlfriend, and I don’t think he plans on it. He says he doesn’t need women’s drama.
“Fuck, she’s hot dude, like damn, and those eyes. How good of friends are they?”
“Their best friends. She’s like a sister to her—roommates.”
“Who’s hot?” Santiago questions as he takes a seat next to Liam with Mark trailing behind.
“Liam is drooling over Mila’s roommate,” I answer him.
“Hey, has she told you that she kept in touch with Skylar?” Liam questions.
My jaw tenses. Hearing that is a stab to my heart. When I got back to San Diego from Arizona, I'd asked her if she'd heard from Mila, begged her to tell me where Mila had gone, but she'd denied knowing anything.
“What?” I ask with a bite to my tone.
“Yeah, she's known this whole fucking time where Mila was. Had her number and everything.”
“That fucking bitch.” I'm steaming. She has spent the last five years trying to get into my pants, but she used to sleep around and I have had no desire to be another of her conquests.
“Come on, let's go play pool,” Liam suggests.
We make our way to the pool tables.
“Damn, dude, we’re spanking your ass again,” Mark gloats at Liam. They bicker like a married couple when they play pool.
“Are you going to Mila’s after?” Mark asks.
“Told Dante I would stop by to tuck him in bed.”
Mark grins. “I’m happy for you man. Dante’s an amazing kid. I fell in love with him instantly. Damn, it’s surreal to have a nephew.”
Aiming the cue, fuck I miss. “Thanks, bro, I’m so fucking happy with Mila and Dante. God, Mark, I’ve always dreamed of being a dad someday with the right girl. Now I have my girl back and a son; it’s a dream come true. I’m so fucking scared of failing him.”
Mark lifts his hand up, shaking his head. “I’m going to stop you there, bro, you will be an amazing dad and you already are one. I saw you with him the other night, the love in your eyes. We never had a father in our life, Dominic, and at that moment, I saw you with him, and all I thought was I want to be a father someday like you, and be a great dad just like you. The love you and Mila have for each other is special. You look at her like she’s your world and she looks at you the same. I want what you have, Dominic. When two people love each other as you and Mila do. You will be an outstanding father. That’s what love does to you, Dominic; it makes you a better person.”
I suck in a sharp breath. Mark’s words mean so much to me. Mark has always been the soft-hearted type. He’s always been good with words and the romantic type. I’ve only shown that side of me to Mila. Mark’s the complete opposite of all of us. I pat him on the shoulder with appreciation.
“Thanks, bro, it means a lot,” I say earnestly, my chest tightening with emotions.
I lean in to make a shot when arms wrap around my waist. I jolt back to see who it is. Fuck, it's Skylar and the anger I've been working on shedding since Liam shared what he'd discovered comes rolling back over me. I shove her off me.
She has no fucking clue Mila is back. I turn to face her ripping her hands off me.
“What the fuck do you want, Skylar?” My voice rages with venom.
She bats her long fake eyelashes at me her blonde hair up in a ponytail. “You.” She smirks her red lips. “I want you, Dominic. Don’t you think it’s time to give us a chance? Mila is long gone. I know that’s why you’ve been holding back and your no longer engaged,” she says in a seductive tone that sounds clogged.
I push her gently against the wall; she moans and rolls her eyes back like if I’m about to fuck her against the wall.
“Skylar, your nothing but a desperate conniving woman.
