“Come on, you’re not going to talk to me?” Dominik once again poked at Talia.
Talia growled, then asked, “What in the world are you doing here, Big Foot?”
I snickered, then shook my head.
“Could ask you the same fucking thing, Sparkles.” He said.
“You did not just go there,” Talia said with a growl.
Dominick lifted a brow as he took a sip of his beer, “You went there. How’s that fair?”
“It just is,” she snapped.
“Can’t help, I’m tall. Also, can’t help you got a love of sparkles.”
She glared, then said, “Fine. You know what, call me that. I’ll wear that name with pride. Cause one of the girls I work with has a daughter with leukemia. Spent a few hours with her, and she loves anything sparkly. Made my day to see her so happy.”
And when I saw for the briefest of moments that Dominik’s face went soft, I knew she had him.
She was the only one who hadn’t realized it.
“I’m y’all’s ride. Ready?” he asked as he pulled out a hundred-dollar bill and laid it on the table.
Lila was the first to ask, “What’s that for?”
“Y’all’s drinks. My mama would kick my ass if I let a woman pay for her own drink. Mama G would have a conniption fit.”
Talia glared, “What’s the real reason? Know it isn’t just that.”
He sighed, “Garrick covered Everly’s drinks. Ethan covered Lila’s drinks. Carter covered Harlee. And I covered you.” Dominik said as he locked eyes with Talia.
She huffed and puffed, but I knew my bestie.
I caught that little smile.
As we were walking out of the bar, I also noticed something that Talia had missed.
Women were giving Dominik the winks and eye flares, and batting eyelashes.
He didn’t see any of it.
Not with Talia at his other side.
After Dominik had opened the back door of his truck, Lila, Everly, and I had climbed into the back seat, with Talia climbing into the front.
He dropped us off at Lila’s, but not before saying, “Lock the door.”
We all talked for a few minutes that night, but we were all dragging. It had been a long day, albeit a good one. Shopping. Pedi’s. Good food. Great friends.
I had just laid my head down on the makeshift pallet in Lila’s living room when my phone vibrated.
Tagging it, I felt a smile form on my lips.
Talia nudged me with her elbow. “Carter?”
I nodded.
“He’s different with you,” she said.
