What else could there possibly be?
Dominic cleared his throat. “Another mark is starting to appear on the back of my hand. I can’t make it out yet. I'll… need a chance to wash my hands to be sure.”
"You just want to be able to wash it off," Neil said, smirking. "Plenty of soap over here."
Then Dominic said, “You win. I’m coming over. I’m starving, and I know you haven’t eaten.”
Neil rolled his eyes. “Bring enough for three.”
“Already ordered. Be there in twenty.”
The call ended.
Neil looked at me. "Guess this is as good as time as any to talk a little bit. You want to go first or me?"
I gestured at him.
“I wanted to talk to you about a lot of things,” he said honestly. “Explain things, but I didn’t want to pressure you or overwhelm you. Especially after the last time we were alone
