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or “You’re such a nice girl” and it hurt. God it hurt more than she ever let show. The only person she’d ever confided in was Mikayla, Dom’s mother. It was years ago, right after Dom and his siblings were placed in Mikayla and Noah Cane’s home. It was a bench-mark in her close relationship she now had with Mikayla. She was like a surrogate mother to her still.
    There was a barbecue that day at the Cane’s. A ‘welcome to the family’ party that she’d been invited to attend with her best friend Delilah. It was a fun day, at least it had been until Jade, Dom’s current girlfriend had ruined it. The girl had shown her true colors when she turned on Chelsea and said awful things to her after she’d seen the way her boyfriend had been looking at her when they’d been chatting. Mikayla had found Chelsea crying and took her aside to talk. Chelsea had confided all the horrible things that Jade had said to her. There were crocodile tears streaming down her face as she held her head down in shame and defeat. But Mikayla had pointed out things Chelsea’s young eyes hadn’t seen and boosted her confidence and helped her retain some of her pride that day. Dom had been eying her appreciatively. In truth, he always had. After that, Dom had taken his mom’s place in the swing next to her and they’d talked for a long while and he had apologized for his girlfriend’s mean-hearted remarks. That was the day that Chelsea had fallen hard for him. For the last seven years, no other guy had ever measured up to Dominic Cane. She was afraid that no one ever would either.
    It was obvious he didn’t feel the same way about her though. Even though he had ended up breaking up with Jade, he had never asked her out. Not once. They often all went out together, the twins, Chelsea and a few of their other friends. Dancing, dinners, movies and such were a norm, but never had he asked her out so that just the two of them were alone. She’d spent the night with Lilah numerous times, so much so, she was there more than she was at home, but he was always respectful towards her. It was a complete and total frustration, but what was a girl to do?
    But today during the wedding, Chelsea had imagined she and Dom were in front of the family, pledging their undying love to each other, and then dancing the night away in wedded bliss. She still felt the currents of romance in the air as she stayed late, helping Mikayla clean up. She was, after all, one of the family practically. It was proper etiquette to help one another like that. Once the majority of the work was done, she was shooed off to enjoy the rest of her night.
    Chelsea hadn’t wanted to go back to her rental house alone. Mr. Chewy, her Siamese cat would be there to greet her with his rumbling purrs of love and meows for his customary treat that she gave him as soon as she returned home every day. The routine was a comfort and while she loved her fur baby more than her own life, she desperately wanted to have someone to come home to at night. Or at least have someone to call at the end of the day when she was curled up in bed and talk about their day before she closed her eyes to go to sleep. She didn’t want just anyone though.
    She wanted Dominic.
    Speak of the devil. There he was in his perfectly fitted trousers, starched white shirt and loosened tie. He was helping with the cleaning up too. That was something that not many men would do, but this family of men believed in helping take care of the ladies in their family. It was another thing she loved about him. Not to mention the way the pin-striped pants fit over his rear-end. Good gravy on a biscuit that should be illegal.
    Taking note of the frown he had going on above the bridge of his nose, she approached him quietly and couldn’t help but wonder what it was that was troubling him. Maybe it was something she could help him with.
    “Hey, Dom I’m heading home. I wanted to tell you goodnight and hug you before I