Dominic sighs. "My dad called the other day and was asking all these questions about you and if I'd seen you lately. I asked Ava if she'd been spying on us again and reporting back to him. She claims she hasn't but I can never tell when she's lying."
"I really screwed up last night, Dominic. I promised myself I'd never drink and then I did. I wasn't even thinking."
"You had one drink. That doesn't mean you'll be an alcoholic."
"I have the genes for it. I can't risk it. I don't want to end up like her."
"You won't. So stop thinking that way."
I get up, and the sweatpants start slipping off. I hoist them back up, laughing. "I think I need to put back on my own clothes. I can't walk to my room in these."
"Your clothes are still damp. I'll go down to your room and get you some dry ones."
