Kennedy POV
By the time we finished setting up the furniture, I was covered in dust, sweat, and regret for not stretching before trying to move a damn baby dresser. Morgan and Kyle’s new house was finally starting to look like a home, and even though I was exhausted, I couldn’t help but feel proud of what we helped them do.
Dominic gave Morgan a light hug and clapped Kyle on the back. “Nice place, man,” he said genuinely.
“Thanks, lil' bro,” Kyle replied. “Wouldn’t have pulled this off without you guys.”
“Don’t get sentimental,” Dominic smirked, then turned to me.
I following Dominic out to the Camaro. The doors slammed shut with that familiar sound I’d grown to love, and I sunk into the seat, sighing.
Dominic glanced over at me, one hand on the wheel. “What do you feel like for dinn
