CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHTDominic
Dominic lay in bed thinking. His mind has been spinning with thoughts of Hailee. He missed her. It would’ve been nice to have her at some of the games, in the stands, watching him and the team. It would’ve been like old times, and he missed those times.
His stomach rumbled. Dragging himself out of bed, he met Kaden in the kitchen. “Hey.”
“Hey, Dom. You look like hell.”
“Thanks, asshole. I didn’t sleep very well, that’s all.” Smokey walked in between his feet on his way into the kitchen, curling around his ankles almost tripping him. He bunched his back up and rubbed his face on Dom’s leg. Smokey let out a meow that sounded more like a whine then jumped onto the counter to wait for his breakfast. The cat rubbed his face on Dom’s hand as he opened a can of foo
