Chapter 119 All Bite And No Bark

Every time we made love, Dominic seemed nothing short of an insatiable beast. I ended each session feeling like a limp rag doll.

Last night was no exception. It seemed like it was dawn by the time I collapsed into an exhausted sleep.

If not for the phone ringing incessantly on my bedside table, I might have slumbered until the following night.

When I picked up the call and heard Dominic’s voice, I thought I was still dreaming.

Didn’t he sleep with me last night? Why is he calling me from inside the house?

I hung up the call in a blur. My brain slowly awakened after I vegged out on the bed for a few more minutes.

What was he telling me on the phone? Oh, he wants me to get ready because he’s arriving in half an hour to take me to my father’s talk.

It was a struggle to sit upright in bed. Glancing at the clock, I realized it was one in the afternoon.

Hmm, less than two hours to my dad’s talk. Dominic can’t be human. Where does he find the energy to get up so early in the morning after last night’s activities?

I did not know when he had left, but it must have been pretty early.

I had only half an hour to get ready, but I did not have the energy to wash up any quicker.

Dominic arrived as I finished my shower.

“Did you take my house keys?” I asked after getting over my surprise.

He did not refute my guess, and I could not be bothered to interrogate him further.

in the afternoon. If there aren’t any traffic jams, we should be able to make it to Lightspring University just in time for his

protest after last night’s

my parents

up ahead, I got

chicken sandwiches, a hotdog,

quizzically as I boarded the car with bags of food in hand. He sounded incredulous

tossed him a disdainful stare

even if I can’t finish the food, seeing this whole pile makes me happy. Someone happy and

was on the road as he replied lightly, “Who told you

the chicken sandwich in my mouth, my voice was muffled as I said, “You left so early

the whole morning. There wasn’t

your sob story? Grabbing a bite can’t take you more than a

landed on the bag of food. “I still have a sandwich. Do you want

“I’m driving.”

the sandwich from the bag despite having warned myself that I should

was a ghost of a smile on

sandwich into bite-size pieces and fed him, even offering a can of my beloved lemonade to

while, I wished I could slap some sense into my love-addled brain. What’s wrong with you? He’s going to think you’re

car on the side of the road. He got off and bought a bouquet from a small florist

you getting

your dad after

me; a gift for

and detours along the way, we made

our arrival instead of calling my

was teeming with people, and there were only seats left

with me toward

to a single one of my dad’s talks. While he had taught me when I was young, my childish self had found

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