DOMINIC (Slater Brothers, #1)



I was in Dominic's room stomping around because he was rushing me to get dressed for Darkness. We had overslept and since I had zero clothes here - why would I? It wasn't my house - it meant I would have to go home to get changed, but if I did that then we would be late. So Branna hooked me up with a dress and a pair of heels that she had in Ryder's room.

Dominic was grateful and so was I until I saw the dress.

You see, Branna was two sizes smaller than me in the hip area. My arse took up a decent amount of space so when I put the dress on and found it to be a second skin that barely covered my arse, I cried wolf and said I wasn't going.

Dominic argued with me until he saw me in the dress. Alec and Kane had to argue with him then, because he kept touching me and trying to kiss me.

He settled on being okay with me wearing it once I had a blazer covering it. A blazer wouldn't do any good for hiding my arse, but he said that he would just stand behind me all night if he had to, and get himself a front row seat to the view.

He was disgusting.

That and the fact that I wasn't ready yet had me rushing around Dominic's room trying to put my heels on. I got the left one on then tried to put the right one on and that was when it happened, I lost my balance and fell on something that made a huge cracking sound that honestly made my heart stop beating.

"Oh, no," I breathed. "Please, Jesus, no!"

I quickly stood up, dropped my high heel on the floor and spun around and looked down at my crime scene. I stared at Dominic's Xbox and wanted to cry, it looked like a cannonball was dropped on top of it, that's how big the dent on it was.

My arse actually caused a dent on it.

"Fuck," I whispered and covered my mouth with my hand.

He was going to break up with me; we're just about dating a week and already I had done something to give him a reason to dump my fat arse.

"Fuck!" I said again, this time a little louder.

"Bronagh? Babe, are you ready yet?" Dominic's voice called out from the other side of his bedroom door.

Oh, Christ!

I kicked off my left heel and sprinted towards the door. Dominic stepped inside the room and widened his eyes a little before he opened his arms and caught me when I launched myself at him.

I never, ever would usually jump on someone because I'd be afraid my weight would hurt them, but I knew that Dominic was heavier than me - thank God - and would be able to hold me up with all his muscle. It might not be comfortable, he might even not be able to hold me up for long, but I just needed to distract him for a few minutes and keep him away from the right side of his room.

"You're so sexy," I breathed and covered my mouth with his.

He was either stunned or confused or probably both, because it took him a good five seconds to kiss me back and hoist me up a little further on him so he could hold me in an easier position.

"Babe-" he said trying to pull away from my kiss, but I wouldn't let him. I pushed my mouth harder against his and forced my tongue back into his mouth while I fisted my hands into his hair and tugged.

He groaned and tried to pull back twice more, and when I wouldn't let up he growled and gave me such a wallop on my arse that I yelped into his mouth and pulled back.

"I have a fucking fight in forty fucking minutes. I can't fuck you because I would get my fucking ass kicked inside the fucking circle. You're making turning you down very fucking hard and making my dick turn to diamond in the fucking process! Fuck's sakes woman, why are you fucking doing this to me?"

The word 'fuck' was starting to sound weird to me because he had said it so much. He cursed a hell of a lot but I could understand why, so what do I answer him with?

Truth or lie?

Lie.

No, truth.

Yes, truth was always better.

"IthinkIbrokeyourXboxbutIdidn'tmeantoIswear," I mumbled in one breath.

Dominic just stared at me for a moment, then slowly set me down onto my feet.

"Move so I can check on her," he growled.

I widened my eyes for two reasons. Firstly, he actually understood my rapid-fire murmur, and secondly he called his Xbox her.

A her!

"It's a machine, not a female," I snorted, but instantly looked down and shut my mouth when Dominic shot me a look that promised painful slaps for my arse if I kept it up.

"Move, Bronagh."

The way he said my name gave me shivers.

"I don't wanna 'cause you will be mad. I didn't mean to do it, I was trying to put my heel on, and I fell on it. It's your fault when you think about it, you're the one who left it on the floor and not up on the unit."

I flicked my eyes up for a second then lowered them back down, his face was red indicating he was pissed.

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