Page 149 of Ruined

“You sure you don’t want to upgrade to my place full time?” he teased, his voice rumbling against me. “We wouldn’t have to deal with this shoebox.”

“You’re just pissed about the bed.”

“It’s not a bed. It’s asuggestionof a bed.”

I smiled. “You love it here. Admit it.”

“I loveyou. That’s the only reason I’m tolerating this.”

I pulled back, my arms still looped around his neck. “I don’t hear you complaining when you’re balls deep inside me.”

Dominic smirked, his hands sliding down to my waist.

I snorted, pushing his chest. “There’s something I wanted to ask you.”

“Ask away.”

“There’s this frat party tonight.”

His mouth twitched. “Oh.”

“It’s Greek Gods themed. Amelia says I need to get the full college experience.”

Dominic’s brow shot up. “Does that experience involve you wearing a toga?”

I shrugged. “Maybe.”

“I’d pay to see that.”

“Come with me.” I tugged him closer by the belt loops of his pants. “It’ll be fun. We can laugh at all the drunk idiots.”

“You’regoing to be one of the drunk idiots.”

“Maybe. Depends on how long you stick around.”

Dominic sighed. “You want me to go to a frat house, surrounded by college kids doing keg stands and puking in bushes, just so I can babysit you?”

I grinned. “Yes.”

“You’re lucky I love you, sweetheart.”

“Is that a yes?”

He tugged me closer. “I’ll be there.”

I beamed. “You’re not going to regret it.”

“Oh, I already do,” he muttered.

I let go of his belt loops and grabbed two beers. Dominic watched me, still leaning against the desk.

“Amelia’s right, you know,” he said. “You deserve to live this life. You’ve earned this.”

Something warm tightened in my chest. I swallowed past the lump in my throat, holding out a beer to him.

“I wouldn’t be here without you.”

Dominic didn’t say anything. He just watched me like I was the only thing in the world that mattered.