Dom (Alliance, #3)

by S.J. Tilly

Relatives are the people we’re born with. Family are the people we chose to keep around.

“He just stayed?” “He stayed.” Dom’s blue eyes don’t waver. “Because a good woman can change your life.” I swallow. “I like that story.” “Me, too.” The edges of his eyes crinkle with a smile.

“So, who is this guy?” the female voice I’ve never heard before asks. Before Nero can answer, I turn to Payton, who I’ve only seen in pictures, and hold out my hand.

“I’m Dominic.” She places her palm in mine, even as I hear her psychotic husband growl. “But feel free to call me Daddy.”

Laughed so hard I almost peeeeed

Nero grunts. “Can I keep these?” “Fuck no.” I open and close my hand in a gimme gesture. “Your slender little fingers don’t even fill it out properly.” King snorts. “Slender?” Nero rears back, offended. “Just because I don’t have big-ass sausage fingers doesn’t mean mine are slender. You fat fuck.” King laughs this time. I just shake my head. “Jealousy is an ugly color on you, Nero.” I’m far from fat, and Nero is far from little, but I’m the thickest guy here.

I’m LIVING for the bickering

“Who are you?” Aspen is the first to speak, and her tone is definitely interested. King points a finger at his sister. “No.” She ignores him, stepping past King to hold her hand out. “I’m Aspen.” Rob gives her one of his bright smiles as he takes her hand. “I know. I’m Rob.” “And I killed her last husband,” King adds. “At her request.” Aspen lifts a shoulder, hand still in Rob’s. “It’s true.” “Hot.” Rob’s smile doesn’t fade as he lifts Aspen’s hand to his mouth and kisses the back of it.

FINALLY she can get her a real mans. Not like her dead husband who we can’t forget was a POS

King steps forward. “No. Get the fuck out. This is family only.” He grabs Aspen’s arm and pulls it out of Rob’s grip. I click my tongue. “Sorry, Robbie. You heard him—family only.” Rob snorts. “Have a nice group hug later.” Then he turns his gaze to King’s sister. “Sweet dreams, Aspen.”

YESSS ROBBB 👏