CHAPTER FOUR
Reed
FOUR MONTHS LATER
“Want anything to drink?” Faith asked as we walked into the kitchen. There was red paint all over her shorts, T-shirt, and in her blonde hair, but then again, we were all covered in it. Their house had just recently finished being built, and now Faith had it in her mind that she wanted a red barn.
Dominic snorted and walked past her to the refrigerator. “You’re damn right he does. Don’t know why you wouldn’t just let me pay someone to paint the damn barn.” He grabbed a beer out of the refrigerator and handed it to me, winking behind Faith’s back. There was a time when I didn’t really like Dominic, but he was now one of my closest friends. I thought he was bad news, especially being part of a mafia family. He’d proved me wrong though. He left that lif
