Cyrus was fast asleep as I stood in the bedroom doorway, watching him snuggle up to his monkey, a toy Cassie had gifted him. Her duplex was on the way to the bar, and stopping here gave me a chance to think it through. I wasn't a spontaneous person, but I'd have jumped at the chance to see him tonight, injured wrist or not. I don't know what was driving me, but the adrenaline pumped through my veins like a drug only satiated by seeing him.
Red and Cassie hung back as I laid a kiss on my sons forehead and stepped out into the living room.
'I'm heading over to see Dominic.'
The words were so strange, this was so strange.
Red raised her eye brows, and I saw the apprehension there. She wanted to say something, and I knew it was a warning. She didn't have a high opinion of him. She saw his
