Honestly, I couldn’t explain it.
It wasn’t just the age gap that had me thinking that way.
Nor was it the fact that she was my little sister’s best friend.
I just looked at her when she smiled, and felt unworthy of her.
There was a man out there who would be worthy of her.
And I knew that when that time came, I would lose the closeness I had with her.
It would kill.
But I would do it.
For her.
And speaking of that, if the man who wins her heart hurts her, they’ll have me in cuffs before you can say, oops.
Shaking my head at where my thoughts had headed, I pulled into Frozen Tree, the local ice cream parlor, and met up with Talia.
We got our ice cream.
Me, rocky road, and her, mint chocolate chip.
I had moved my back a certain way when I sat down, and Talia hadn’t missed my grimace.
Something had tweaked it a few weeks ago while I was working.
“Go see Harlee. She’ll help.” Talia said.
I nodded, “Planning on it. Just wanted to make sure she didn’t have any plans.”
Talia took a bite of her ice cream and shook her head, “Nope. She said she was doing a facial tonight and catching up on one of her favorite shows.”
Jerking my chin up at her, I pulled out my phone and shot a text off to Harlee.
Me – Hey, can you work on my back tonight?
With that done, I asked, “So heard something went down with you and Dominik. You okay?”
She sighed, “Who told you?”
“Garrick,” I said.
She nodded, “Yeah, it would have been fine. Like every other time we bicker, but that day, it was just wrong.”
“Sorry, Tal. Did Dom apologize or anything?” I asked.
Talia snickered, “You could say that,” and with those cryptic words, she pulled out her phone and showed me a picture.
I was damn glad I didn’t have any ice cream in my mouth.
Dominik stood in Milagros in nothing but a Speedo, with one-dollar bills stuffed into it.
I busted out laughing. “Damn. That’s just sad, but fucking epic.”
Talia beamed, “I know. Right.”
