Duncan
“Do not let fear of the future detract from the joy of the present.” I stare at the small slip of paper that came out of that damned fortune cookie and read it for the hundredth time. What does a stupid cookie know? It’s not that I’m afraid, I just know how this ends. What’s the difference if it ends today or in a few years?
“Where’s Chloe?” Dominick asks as he lets himself into my apartment. I glance up, quickly tucking the fortune away, and try not to be irritated. I’m not sure how my apartment became our apartment, but as Dom reclines on the couch, he looks very much at home.
“She’s in the gym,” I growl, not wanting to have this discussion with him. “And get your feet off the coffee table.”
“You got her to go to the gym willingly?” he scoffs, crossing his ankles as I glare a
