Dominic

"-and fell for me? Awe, babe!"

I snapped my teeth at him and tried to bite him, which made him screech like a girl. Which, of course, sent me into a fit of laughter. Dominic smiled at me for a few moments, watching me laugh before grabbing my shoulders and flipping me over.

I gasped when he straddled my hips and pinned my good arm above my head.

"I like you like this." He smiled.

I raised an eyebrow. "Like what?"

"At my mercy." He grinned devilishly.

I gave him a warning look. "Don't even think of tryin' to seduce me, you aren't gettin' into me knickers."

He groaned, as he leaned forward, pressing his body weight down on me.

"Dominic," I rasped, "can't… breathe."

He sat up off me and glared down on me. "I weigh one hundred eighty-eight pounds not four hundred, bitch."

I laughed as I tried to get my breath back. "I'm one forty-eight, so you just added forty extra pounds than I'm used too; that's all."

His gaze travelled down my body and stopped at my belly where he was straddling me. "You don't look like you weigh in the one forties."

I shrugged. "I'm pear shaped, carrying the majority of me weight below my belly. I'm sure you've heard Jason call me lard arse or thunder thighs since you started school."

Dominic's lips straightened in a tight, grim line. "That dick wouldn't know a woman's body from a girls, so his opinion is irrelevant."

I snorted. "I do have a big arse though-"

"A sexy phat ass is what you have," he cut me off.

I rolled my eyes. "I'm not gettin' into this argument with you again. I still have a headache from that day in Dunnes Stores where we engaged in a battle of words, verbal assault if you wish to say-"

"And physical. You hit me, remember?"

I growled. "You put your arms around me and tried to take my cookies! A judge would understand that, and thank me for not doin' further damage!"

Dominic started laughing, and it lightened my mood almost instantly.

"I really like you, pretty girl," Dominic beamed as he rolled off me making me instantly miss the feel of his body on mine.

I sat up, kicked off my shoes, crossed my legs, and glared at him as he leaned back on his pillow with his hands laced together across the back of his head, making his biceps stand at attention.

I swallowed and avoided looking directly at them.

"I would hope you like me, being a couple wouldn't work otherwise."

Dominic grinned. "No, I mean I really like you. I need you to be a part of my daily routine for me to feel good now. Everything I do centres around you."

I felt my heart constrict. "Dominic, we're only goin' out a few days-"

"So? I don't believe in all the bullshit about it taking a lot of time to build a connection. I already connect with you on a deep level, pretty girl."

I let his words sink in, and I smiled. "You know I might be the last girl you ever kiss or have sex with, when we get to the sex part I mean."

Dominic winked. "You will be the last girl I kiss and have sex with."

I snorted. "Because you know I will murder you if you stray away?"

Dominic playfully rolled his eyes shoved me a little with his leg and muttered, "Smartass."

I snorted again. "It's smartarse, not smartass."

Dominic smirked. "Babe, do you really want to get into what words should be pronounced what way? Because you don't even pronounce half of your words correctly. The 'th' sound doesn't exist over here!"

I gasped. "It does too!"

It didn't, but I wasn't about to bow down and say Dominic was right.

Dominic smiled at me. "Say 'the'."

I glared at him and said the word in question.

Dominic burst out laughing. "See? You put a 'D' where the 'th' should be."

I glared at him. "Yeah, well, you sound like… a ghetto person sometimes."

Dominic snorted, "I'm from New York; it's not really a surprise if I sound like that."

I moved closer to him until I was sat directly next to him; he removed one hand from behind his head and brought it around to my back where he lazily stroked up and down making me shiver.

"What's New York like? I wanna go there someday, do the whole tourist thing."

Dominic smiled at me. "It's a beautiful city but pretty chaotic. I've lived in the city my entire life, and that's why I like it here so much. We live on the side of the mountain; I mean, how awesome is the view we get to see every day?"

I shrugged. "I've seen that view every day for me entire life, and while it is beautiful, I'd still like to visit New York. Not to live or anythin', just to tour it. I'll live here forever; I'm a small town girl at heart and always will be."

Dominic smirked. "Well, what do you know? I got my fortune told when I was sixteen and the lady said I would find me a nice small town Irish girl."

I blushed and looked away from him. "Stop makin' things up to embarrass me, you eejit."

Dominic chuckled.

I was quiet for a moment until I looked around Dominic's room and noticed how gorgeous it was; his entire house was beautiful. I remembered thinking his family had to be rich in order to live here in Upton back when I first came here, and I now wondered how they could afford it.

"Dominic?" I murmured.

"Hmmm?"

"What do your brothers do for work?" I asked.

He was silent for a moment. "We have a family business but I don't really want to talk about it. It's boring and not important."

I frowned but said, "Okay."

Dominic then used the hand on my back to reach around and grip my waist so he could pull me down next to him. I settled beside him even though I was stiff as a board.

"Relax, I may want to tear your clothes off but I won't… unless you ask me to."

I slapped Dominic's chest making him yelp and me laugh.

"Oh, shut up! You get kicked around the fightin' circle at Darkness; my slaps don't hurt!"

Dominic kissed the crown of my head while rubbing where I hit him with my hand. "Firstly, I don't get kicked around the circle, I do the kicking around, and-"

"You do get hurt a lot though," I cut him off with a grin.

Dominic raised an eyebrow at me. "I get bruises here and there, but they can't be avoided. I don't care how good of a fighter you are, you never leave a circle without some sort of swelling and bruising. Anyone who tells you different is lying to make themselves look better than they are."

I rolled my eyes at him when he poked my side. "Anyway, I could be weak as hell and still pin your tiny self."

I barked with laughter and sat upright, looking down at him. "I'm not small-"

"You weigh forty pounds less than me and you're a foot shorter. You're a tiny thing, pretty girl."

I glared at him. "I'm not a whole foot shorter-"

"Branna said you're five foot three. I'm six foot three, so that is a whole foot," Dominic cut me off with a grin.

I shook my head and stared at him. "You're really six foot three?"

Dominic nodded, and I let out a puffy breath of air. "Lads grow until they're twenty-one, you're eighteen… what if you get even taller?"

Dominic laughed. "The tallest I'll get to be is six foot four. Alec is six foot four and so are Ryder and Kane. Dame is an inch shorter than me at six foot two."

I shook my head. "You're all so tall while me and Branna are short. That's not fair!"