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300 pages, ebook
First published June 4, 2018
A magnet designed as a seven of spades playing card was stuck to his refrigerator, securing a piece of paper on which a message had been scrawled in black marker: YOU HURT HIM, I HURT YOU DON’T PUSH YOUR LUCK
He couldn't help thinking how thin the line could be between badass and psycho.
Levi didn't have Dominic's brute strength, but in the face of a violent threat, he was just as capable of defending himself - perhaps more so. Yet resting in Dominic's arms always created a sense of safety he couldn't quite explain.
Hold on. Hold on to yourself. 'Cuz this is gonna hurt like hell.
"You say I put you in a pedestal, Dominic, but you do that to yourself just as much. You can't stand for anyone to see you as anything other than this happy shiny image you project."
⋰⋱⋰⋱⋰⋱*I struggled a little bit with this one*⋰⋱⋰⋱⋰⋱
“You’re the—the gentlest person I’ve ever met,” he said. “But somehow that never comes across as weakness. I don’t know how you do that.”
“Uh . . . thanks?”
“You’re . . .” Levi swallowed. “You’re always kind and loving and thoughtful.”
“Wow, how much wine did you have with dinner?” Dominic said, grinning.
“I’m not drunk.”
“Your face is super flushed.”
“I . . .” Levi pressed a hand to his own cheek and realized Dominic was right, though it wasn’t because of the wine. “I’m just trying to—”
“Don’t get me wrong, I like you all cute and pink-cheeked. It’s pretty—”
“For God’s sake, you asshole, I’m trying to tell you I love you!”
Dominic fell silent, every hint of amusement wiped clean from his face. Levi rolled his eyes and looked away, his cheeks burning hotter.
Both of Dominic’s large hands cupped Levi’s face and turned him back. Dominic met his eyes with the most solemn expression Levi had ever seen on him.
“I love you too,” he said.
Levi drew a shaky breath. He knew that Dominic loved him—had known for a while—but hearing it said aloud made it a concrete reality.
Nancy waved a hand. “So come the day after Christmas. That’s one of the upsides of dating a Gentile—you can spend Christmas with Dominic’s family and Hanukkah with yours, no problem.”
“I—” Levi stopped short and stared at her. “You just called Dominic by his actual name.”
Nancy glanced at Saul, smiled, and reached out to pinch Levi’s chin. “I’ve always said I’d know my son’s bashert when I met him. Haven’t I, Saul?”
“She has,” he agreed.
Soul mate. Levi swallowed past the sudden lump in his throat.
“Okay,” he said quietly. “I’ll talk to Dominic about it.”
“Everybody has a dark side,” […]
“I’m capable of hurting you in ways you’d never hurt me,” he said. “That’s why I’d win a true fight between us. Every single time.”