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CHAPTER 15: Sparkling Water

Author: Mia Wilde
last update publish date: 2026-04-16 20:00:32

DOMINIC’s POV

The drive home was quiet.

And the city at this hour was the kind of empty that let you think too much.

I wasn’t thinking.

Or I was trying not to.

The evening kept replaying anyway.

The circles I’d drawn on her arm without meaning to. Her hand on my chest, warm and still. The way she’d removed my hands from her waist with this small, unconvincing firmness that had almost made me smile.

Almost.

I got home, changed, and opened my laptop.

Work was easier than thinking. I stayed at my
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