Page 141 of Nothing Without You

“Fuck,” he muttered.

“I know you like it, but it’s for the sauce,” she replied.

“It’s not like we haven’t tried to shoot each other before,” Dominic muttered again, and the whole kitchen went silent.

“Fuck.” Rick grabbed Christine’s hand and dragged her out of the kitchen.

Dominic was staring wide eyed at her, as if he had just figured out that he had fucked up.

Really fucked up.

“Shit man really?” Danny picked up Jamie, Jill’s little brother, and pushed Jill out of the kitchen.

“What the fuck do you mean?” Mark walked forward wrapping his arms around her from behind, his beer making a clinking sound as it hit the counter, and she could swear that Dominic’s face paled.

“Well, you see it was when you were taken,” Dominic said with wide eyes.

“And … she pulled a gun on you?” Alice questioned, eyeing Dominic. “What are you not saying? Dominic what did you do?” Her voice showing that she was not happy with him.

Dominic’s mouth was opening and closing like a fish. He was looking at her like she would save him, but she was just as stunned.

They had made it a year without that coming out.

“He pulled a gun on her and Branson,” Danny said, poking his head through the doorway, then disappearing around the wall again.

“Dominic, you didn’t!” Alice said heatedly. “Of all the … UGH!” She threw her hands up in the air and marched out of the room, picking up their little girl in the playpen along the way.

“You did what?” Mark whispered menacingly, standing up taller walking around the edge of the counter as Dominic started backing up.

She was not afraid to say that right in that moment, her man, her Mark, he was fucking hot.

“Dominic?” Danny called from around the corner, “you better run!”

Dominic turned and bolted for the patio door, Mark on his heels.

She watched them go with a small smile, till Danny came up and took a piece of cheese off her board.

“You going to go after them?” he asked, glancing out the door to where Mark and Dominic where now rolling around in the grass, the rain pelting them, and turning Dominic’s yard into a mud pit.

“Nope.” She popped a piece of cheese in her mouth and leaned her hip against the counter. “They’re family, they’ll get over it.”

Danny smiled.

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