Kneel

*WARNING VIOLENCE AND ABUSE*

MILES

I stared at Dom's number, which was now saved in my phone, then at Maverick's, whose number was also added, as I sat in bed. I'd never had so many numbers saved in my life.

My mother had gotten me this old flip phone years ago, stating that I needed it only for when she called. She had started to get annoyed when she'd kick me out for an entire day and no way to call me back for her bidding.

"I call, you come. That's it," she'd said.

So for a while, her number was the only contact in there. Then it was Kenzie, and when I started my job, the diner.

Now, two more people were added. I couldn't help but feel a little happy. Maverick insisted everyone exchange numbers after dinner. He apparently didn't like the fact that I walked home, and I could see him getting close to chewing Dom's ass out for it.

Dominic looked surprised that I shifted the blame from him, and honestly, it offended me. What would I stand to gain from him getting in troubl