| 13 | Sweet Like Sugar

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“Are you home?”

“Just got home.”

“Oh. Okay.” So his house is only an hour away from here.

Is he still alone? Parking the Maserati in his garage? How many cars does he own?

A trust fund kid like him probably has a few luxury cars at the very least. “D'you need something?” His voice sounds slightly hoarse, his tone laced with concern.

“A whole day just for sleeping. A two-week paid vacation.”

“Why're you still up? I told you to rest.”

Lying on my back with the lights off, I smile at the concern behind his short semi-rant. I'm already in my room, all showered and about to doze off. Yet I can't stop thinking about him and the things we've talked about. “I'm trying.”

Dominico sighs on the other end, as if he's getting annoyed that I called him too soon. “Get off the phone. Turn it off and sleep.”

“You're startin' to sound like my dad.”

“We're meeting up tomorrow. Can't have you cranky and hating me all day.”

Hating him? “Tomorrow? Why?” Are we going on another "dat