#Chapter 128 Dominic

Tyler Not on purpose. Not exactly. But I was hurting, and she was close, and the connection between us begged to be acknowledged and felt. She still loved me. Still wanted me. Beneath all the pain I'd caused, she was still reaching for me. Her breath hitched. I felt her resistance wobble and I pulled back as if I'd been burned. I didn’t want her to forgive me just because the bond compelled her. I may have fucked up but I wasn't Vivian or my father or anyone else who used compulsions to get their way. I didn’t want her to choose me because fate thought we were meant to be. I'd had that before and I ruined it. I wanted to earn it this time. I had to for us, for myself. I stepped back, breaking the moment.She blinked like I’d snapped her out of a spell. “I’m working next door now,” I said, reaching into my pocket and setting my new number on a napkin beside the bag. “Security. Mr. Lannister’s antique shop.” “What?” "He hired me… Remember me from when I… well, was