CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
A little after midnight, Boomer handed over his car keys before Tiny would open the club door for him. How sad was it the big bouncer knew he was here to get drunk . . . again? Aside from Monday and Tuesday, when The Covenant was closed, and he’d gone to Donovan’s, he’d been at the club every night since his dad had been released from the hospital. He’d offered to stay at his parents’ house until Rick was more mobile, but his mother had insisted she could handle things and he should go after Kat. Instead, Boomer returned to Tampa and began drowning his sorrows.
The other Doms had taken pity on him and put up with his morose drinking, making sure someone drove him home every night. Then, after popping Tylenol for the resulting hangovers, he’d take a taxi back to work th
