CHAPTER THIRTYDominic
Feeling his phone vibrate in his pocket, Dom pulled it into view and his dad’s photo flashed across the screen. “Hey, Dad. Everything okay?”
“Hi, son. Yes, everything here is fine. How are you?” Concern filled his voice; it wasn’t as rough and disconnected as it usually was.
“How’s Mom?” Dom leaned against the wall.
“She’s fine, just fine. Dom, I talked to your sister.”
Oh, here it comes. I bet he wants me to get my head out of my a*s, find myself a bunny and stop worrying about Hailee. I really don’t f*****g need this right now. “And?”
“I hear you’re in a mess with Hailee.”
“I didn’t make that mess.” If Rosa would’ve kept her f*****g opinions to herself, I wouldn’t be in any mess at all. We’d probably be married by now. He loved his sister, but this was going
