"This is so not my house, buddy." I said, putting a hand on my hip.
Dominic raised a brow.
"It's not?"
His teeth flashed in a smile when swatted him in the chest with my good palm.
"Stop laughing, you i***t!" I punctuated my words with a firm stomp of my foot. "And take me home!"
I heard Max snort behind me. Narrowing my eyes, I whirled around, ready for murder.
"Did you just stomp?" he asked.
Yes, I have. And I wasn't ashamed of it.
"Why are you still here?" I raised a brow.
He shrugged.
"You two are quite entertaining when you want to be."
I was taking a step, fully intending to sacrifice my second hand to bruise the rest of his jaw, when a pair of arms snaking around my waist stopped me.
"Hey, there, Sweetie." Dominic murmured into my ear. "I don't want to have to explain to
