Dominic POV
I stirred when something buzzed near my head. For a second, I thought it was just a dream—that vivid, crazy kind that wraps around you and feels too damn good to be real. Kennedy and I on the couch, her lips on mine, then on my—
I blinked.
I could feel her.
Warm. Soft. Right here.
I wasn’t dreaming.
My arm was draped over her waist, her back pressed into my chest like we were molded together, like she belonged there. My hand instinctively adjusted around her body, drawing her a little closer. I let my eyes flutter open, blinking at the faint blue glow from my alarm clock.
2:32 AM.
Buzz. There it was again—my phone. I groaned quietly and reached behind me to grab it off the nightstand. The screen glared up at me, a text from Mom.
My stomach dropped.
Fuck.
My chest ti
