We were at the wedding together. The man and woman were splitting up, and I were talking with the girls I didn't even know. It made me a little uncomfortable, but I did it all to please Dominico.

It was adorable and attractive, in Dominico, his perspective.

Dominico was keeping an eye on you since you didn't really know those people. He could see some guys looking at you like you were a snack. A low growl spills from his mouth.

"Hey man, that's your girl, right?" one of his friends asks, taking his eyes off of you for a second.

in that second, a man came up to me.