CHAPTER TWENTYDENNIS’ POVThe car was moving.I wasn't even entirely sure when I had gotten into it at all, but I was aware of the soft seat beneath me.Through the window, I saw the soft lights of the city sliding past, my nose pressed tightly to the glass.And the other thing I was aware of was Dominic's hand which was just resting there on my left thigh as if it actually belonged right there. I turned my head toward him.The motion took slightly more effort than it should have for me because I was more than tipsy now."Where are we going?" I asked him in a soft drawl. He raised his head from the phone in his hands and simply glanced right at me."Your apartment," he said. I nodded like that made complete sense to me and turned back to the window.Both of us simply sat in the silence of the car, and the quiet scenario didn't even feel a bit uncomfortable. At least, to me.The excess wine I had previously drunk had taken the sharp edges that came with things off everything.And ne
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