Page 86 of Always You
“You know there’s one thing we haven’t done. I would like to take you out on a date next Saturday.”
I am completely mesmerized by Dominic's striking olive skin, whisky-brown eyes, prominent brow, and long eyelashes. Dominic has the most attractive appearance of any man I’ve ever seen; his full, plump lips and sculpted jaw make me fall in love. On a date? I haven’t been on a date with him in so long, like a little more than five years. I arch my left eyebrow quizzically.
“A date?”
He brushes his thumb on my cheek with a chuckle. “Yes, my Angel, a date. I already asked Sophie to watch Dante, and she said yes.”
“Okay, then I guess it’s a yes.”
“Baby, you didn’t have an option.”
We move to the next window as a teenage-girl hands us our food.
twenty-seven
DOMINIC
It’s been four weeks since I found out what my mother has done. Liam has been pressing me to tell Mila he can’t sit on it for too much longer. I get it he can lose his job. It’s been four fucking weeks of seeing less of Mila. She questions my absence, and I lie, blaming it on work. I plan on telling her everything, the day after our date.
Yes, I’m a selfish asshole. Before she ends it, I want to give her the best night. A night we will both remember. My routine consists of picking Dante up from preschool, taking him to my place or the park, and then finally dropping him off at home once Mila gets off work. She comes home with her damn tight pencil skirts, tight jeans, or short dresses showing her beautiful, toned legs. Being around Mila is like a magnet. She pulls me to her without even knowing it. I want to touch her all over. She’s embedded in my soul and my flesh.
Last night I stayed until Dante went to bed. I was about to walk out the door when she came out of her room in short shorts and a cropped shirt. I bit my fist out of frustration so hard it bled, tasting the metallic on my lips. Her beautiful long black eyelashes flutter, calling my name. I kissed her goodnight and left like a fucking dick.
I want to make it somewhat easy for us. Who am I kidding? It will never be easy, she will move on.Fuck that.The idea of her with another man, sends blazing heat seething through my body. I pound my fist on my firm mattress. Tomorrow night I’m going to fuck her so good she will see stars, galaxy, and even the fucking universe. I will ruin her for another man. Reminding her soul to who she will forever belong to. When another man fucks her, she will think of me. My dick thrusting in her, my tongue lavishing between her legs, my lips all over her body. All she will ponder is me when another man touches her. She will crave me; I’ll make sure of it. No other can satisfy her like I can.
* * *
I knock on Mila’s door. My son opens the door. “Hi, Daddy.” He’s all smiles, just like his mom.
“Hi, son, what did you do today?” I bend down to kiss his cheek.
He smells of sweat and dirt. I watch as Dante walks into the living room, chest puffed, chin up, confident and arrogant. I chuckle. He’s so much like me as a kid.
“Auntie Sophie took me to get movies at Redbox, and then we got pizza and poppop-corn. For our movie night. Are you and Mommy going out?” He raises his eyebrow at me. His cuteness makes me want to laugh. He is so serious.
I keep myself collected. “Yup, I’m taking your mom out for dinner.”
He nods. “You take care of her, Daddy?”
The pleading in his eyes knocks the air out of me, he is a true king. A pang in my chest hits me like a bulldozer. My son protecting his mother, I’m the one who turned her life upside down. My mom was behind the scenes this whole time and I couldn’t even protect her; she lost her father because of me. My words come out hoarse.
“Of course, son.” With a dry mouth, I ask, “Where’s your mom?”
“Getting dressed.” He glances back at the T.V.
Sophie comes out of the bathroom, looking at me with a smile. “You look nice,” she forces her words, pressing her lips into a straight line.
“Fuck.” I gasp like a fish needing water. Mila sways her hips down the stairs in a low, tight, forest-green dress which hugs every curve of her sculpted body. Her ass, so plump and round, ripe as a peach. My mouth waters at the sight of her luscious, beautiful, formed breasts spilling out. God, those creamy-toned legs I want them to be wrapped around my body. Her long, thick, natural eyelashes flutter.
Beautiful.
Her lips parted—plumped perfectly shaped to fit on my mouth. Fuck dinner, I’d rather eat her. Raking my gaze up and down, lushing over my gorgeous Angel taking her all in. A bolt of firing heat goes straight to my dick, and it twitches. My breath hitches, my eyes fix on her, unable to move. When I finally take a step, my legs wobble like a newborn calf. I topple over Mila catches me, before crashing to the ground.
“Hmm, you’re falling head over heels for me, big guy.” Her voice comes out raspy and sexy. She smiles at me, showing her bright white teeth.
“You look so beautiful, baby, like so fucking beautiful.” I bite my lip, gazing at her.
“Thank you, and you look handsome as always.” She winks. Even her wink is hot.
