Love Brewing by Crowe Liz

Author:Crowe, Liz [Crowe, Liz]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: BeerWench Enterprises LLC
Published: 2015-03-02T00:00:00+00:00

The days surrounding Crystal’s funeral were a blur. Dominic swore he’d never seen the like of it and never wanted to again. His brother still reeked of bourbon even after his and Aiden’s attempts to get the man to slow down the drinking for the last four days. He refused to even look at AliceLynn, much less hold or soothe her, which had turned the little girl into a real mess, screaming alternately for her mommy and her daddy, neither of whom tended to her.

“I guess we’re gonna keep her a while,” Dom’s father stated as they sat through the terrible tradition called the viewing the night before the funeral.

The mounds of flowers and plants reeked and kept Dom’s stomach in knots. He’d left Gina behind for this event, and she’d not protested. Having to deal with her and all this had not been something he felt capable of doing. But his heart ached, wanting someone there with him, someone he could lean on when he wasn’t propping Antony up with one or the other of his brothers.

The oldest Love brother had gone into some kind of catatonic state and wouldn’t move from a seat he’d plunked down next to Crystal’s closed coffin. Dom sat between his father and sister, clutching a Styrofoam cup of weak coffee.

“He’ll snap out of it, Daddy.” Angelique touched a tissue to her nose. “I’m sure of it.”

“I don’t know,” Dom replied. “He’s been damn scary to deal with these last few days. Not sure I’d put the girl in his care at the moment.”

“That’s your mama’s view, too.” Anton glared at Dom. “Where’s that skinny girl? She not participating in our grief?”

He clenched his jaw against the urge to snap out something unhelpful in the current situation. “No, Daddy, not today.”

Kieran nodded his head toward Antony, indicating that Dom needed to go sit by him. He rose to his feet, and made polite talk with some of his parents’ friends, the pastor’s wife who’d been hovering, and with Crystal’s stunned looking sister, Tricia. By the time he got to the front of the room where the gruesome display of coffin, flowers, wedding photo, and his utterly broken brother awaited his company, someone had already pulled a chair up next to Antony.

He hesitated, choked with emotion he didn’t want anywhere near him as Diana whispered in Antony’s ear. Her long blonde hair was loose, hiding her face. She had on a dark blue dress and high heels. When he realized he’d never seen her dressed up before then he wanted to put his fist through the nearest wall.

Her eyes were dry and bright when she turned to him. He blinked fast, jaw clenched, backing away. She got up, grabbing and holding him close before he could escape. He willed time to run backward, so he could be with her, where he belonged. Not for the first time, Dominic cursed his inability to commit to any one thing for long. Darkness closed in on him, narrowing his already tight throat.

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