Dom didn’t want to go back home after work, but Kiko had texted him and asked that he be around for when Gaby and the kids got in with the tree. That meant if Devin was around, Dom would have to deal with him, and he really did not want to. After s*x the night before, he and Kiko hadn’t discussed his brother again, hadn’t really done anything except drive home and go to bed. Dom had woken ravenous and wondered how Kiko managed on only a couple of pickle bacon pinwheels. He’d eaten more than half the plate himself.
He was beginning to worry about how much Kiko ate. He hadn’t put it together until recently that Kiko often ate less than he did, sometimes skipping breakfast as he had a few days ago, sometimes saving a sandwich for later, but Dom never saw him then eat it. Leftovers lasted lon
