Chapter Sixty-Two

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�You gonna stick by me?�

�Maybe�.�

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I felt a hand drop onto my shoulder and I jumped, practically knocking my beer over. �Shit, Mia!� I said, glaring at her.

�What!� she said, glaring back at me. �God, Dom, what the hell is wrong with you?�

�Nothing.�

�Bullshit,� Mia said, sitting down next to me.

�Don�t you have work to do or something?� I asked, trying to distract her.

�Nope,� she said, lightly smacking my arm. �C�mon, what�s bugging you? You�ve been sitting back here for hours - we do have a business to run here, you know.�

�Nothin��.� I muttered.

�Oh please, Dom,� Mia said, rolling her eyes. �I know something�s bugging you, and I�m not leaving until you tell me what it is.�

�Okay,� I sighed, �fine. It�s Letty.�

�Letty?� Mia echoed, sounding surprised. �What�s wrong with Letty?�

�Nothing�well, nothing really. It�s more Miguel than Letty, I guess. He likes her.�

�Yeah,� Mia nodded, �I�ve kind of noticed.�

�Do you think we should�take a break?� I asked, looking down at the floor.

�What?� Mia said, shocked. �Wait�what�. What exactly do you mean by a �break�?�

�Well�.� I started, not really sure how to say what I was thinking. �I just�I don�t want to hold her back, Mi. You know? She�s in high school, she�s a teenager, this guy likes her and maybe she should get to be able to experience what all that�s like, instead of being tied down to me.�

�Dom,� Mia said, shaking my arm until she got my attention. �Look at me. Do you love her?�

�I�what?� I said, looking back at Mia.

�Do you love her,� she repeated.

�Yeah,� I said, smiling to myself. �Yeah, I do. I love her more than I�ve ever loved anything, Mia. And�I�m scared to death I�m gonna lose her, somehow.�

�Dom,� Mia said, shaking her head. �She loves you. Just as much as you love her, maybe more. You hear me? She loves you. You�d know that, if you�d just stop worrying so much!�