You Are Mine Little Sister (by Syra Tucker) novel Chapter 185

I confirmed it the moment we hit the sidewalk that Dominic was an all-ladies problem. I had no idea it'd be this crazy walking with him in public. Most of the women kept staring at him, some of them whispering to themselves and giggling like some highschool teens. A few even shot me the look people give at auctions when someone else raises the final paddle.

Well, it was hard not to admire someone like him. To be fair, he wasn't even trying. Just jeans and a tucked-in white shirt, first button undone, sleeves neat.

Anyone could dress like this, but not everyone could 'look' like this.

It wasn't until we got to the bus station that I realized we had a problem. I still wasn't used to using the bus, and I didn't want to be alone with him in a cab even if there was a woman with us.

"What? Let's get on the bus," He cocked his head toward the one already filling.

"I... I um..." I looked around. What was I supposed to do?

"If this bus leaves, we'd have to wait for at least five minutes, Rali. Let's go already." He sounded normal. Because this 'was' normal.

'Not all men are dangerous.'

'Do things that humans do, because you're human.'

"Okay," I breathed. "Let's do it."

I said it like I was buying a ticket to an adventure I hadn't trained for.

He flashed me an approving look and we climbed aboard.

We had to walk further down the aisle for an empty seat. Shoulders brushed, coats rustled, coins and chatter. I kept my eyes away from people's faces, counting ads and handrails instead. The air tasted like rubber, winter wool, and the sweet-stale of someone's candy.

I closed my eyes when I needed to, inhaled deeply when I had to. At last, we reached two open seats. I sat close to the window while Dominic sat beside me on the aisle side.

I fixed my seat belt with shaky hands. Inhaled and exhaled, and kept my eyes on the space outside.

"You okay?" Dominic asked, his voice gentled for the chaos.

"Yeah. I will be."

.....

By some miracle, I made it to my stop without passing out. The farther the bus had gone, the easier it was to breathe.

Everyone around me was human. They were safe.

A tiny part of me was happy as I stepped off the bus with him.

"You look like you achieved something major. Never taken a bus before?" Dominic asked while we waited for the pedestrian light to turn green.

I chuckled. "It's not what you think." It was exactly what he thought, and until today I didn't believe I'd ever feel safe enough to take a bus. 'With a man.'

We crossed the road and slipped into Marovelle's restaurant. Oh, boy. I could feel the drama lining up at the door the second we walked in.

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