Chapter 21. Idiocy

Dominic

His mother was right. Shit! Maman was always right. Though he loathed the tongue lashing he received earlier this evening, everything made sense.

Leaving his detka last night seemed like the most sensible thing to do. He was so fucking mad, he didn't want to be in the same room with her. He wanted to be with her, but he didn't want to risk hurting her with his words or touch.

He would never hurt his baby. That was one rule he would never break, no matter how much he wanted to kill the fucking bastards last night, Beau would never be an outlet for his anger. She was that precious to him.

Spending the night instead at the bar, thinking, getting drunk. No clear answer came up when he woke up. Just a stupid headache and a hangover. Until his father sat with him the entire ride back home. His father, again, recounted his love and hate story with his mother before they finally succumbed to married bliss. An eye-opener it had been.

Bea