Deporting Dominic Read Free Page B

seat we clasp hands. Dominic leads the prayer to bless the food. Wordlessly I pray that my best friend will be allowed to stay in the country and continue being my best friend.
    “I have an exam tomorrow. I am going to go study in my room,” Morgan announces placing her empty plate in the dishwasher. Everyone is full and satisfied with the meal. Usually Bryce starts to get sleepy we do our best to keep him up and entertained so that he will sleep through the night. 
    “Bryce you want to watch SpongeBob?” Dominic asked his accent especially thick as he speaks. This is a sign for me that he still very worried. Bryce immediately runs to Dominic hopping up on the couch settling into the crook of Dominic’s arm as the theme starts to play.  Charlie takes up the remaining space on the couch with his Nintendo DS handheld console in his hands.
    “Hey Charles in Charge can you not put your feet up on my bed?” Dominic jokes pretending that Charlie’s feet smell. Bryce immediately mimics him pinching his nose in disgust. 
    “My feet do not smell. Well at least not today any way,” Charlie said putting his socked feet on the floor. Deciding to outsmart them both Charlie turns around so that his back leans against Dominic and his feet sit on the armrest of the couch instead of the cushion. I look at the sight before me and my heart melts. The tears well up in my eyes and I make an excuse to finish some work in my room. They hardly notice my departure as Bryce begins a litany of questions regarding SpongeBob.
    I am unaware of the time that has passed as I reconcile the ledgers with the bank deposits. It’s tedious but necessary work that gives my mind a reprieve from my melancholy thoughts. I go through the tenant roster for the two apartment buildings and four single-family homes. My least favorite task is sending out Demand for Payments from tenants who are behind on their rent. I am grateful that I only have to generate two and our losses from delinquent tenants are surprisingly low this year. Recently I switched to a better screening service for tenants, which helped us to weed out the drifters. Our number of unoccupied units is much lower than this time last year.
    “What am I going to do?” Dominic asked interrupting my thoughts of advertising.
    “About what?” I ask absent-mindedly. Realizing that I misspoke I shake my head to indicate he did not need to explain further. Turning around I notice Dominic sprawled across my bed on his back. The top of his shirt pulled away from his pants revealing lovely abs. I try hard not to stare and fail miserably. Dominic is a one of the university’s best men’s swimmer with a few NCAA titles under his belt to show for his four years in Arizona. All that weight training and swimming sure has paid off where his physique is concerned. I really have to focus on finding someone to have sex with soon. I really miss that intimacy which is now playing a huge part in me leering at my best friend at the most inopportune times.
    “We will figure this out. As you can see I real ly need you here with me,” I said but add, “You know to help out with the kids.
    “I helped Bryce brush his teeth before putting him down. Charlie is on the couch reading a few chapters of Harry Potter before bed.” Dominic said his voice full of resignation.
    I frown a little. “Thanks. I didn’t realize how late it was. Trying to balance these ledgers is a huge undertaking sometime. Thanks for all your help Dom.” I get up from the chair wanting desperately to lie next to Dominic instead I head to my bathroom to throw on my pajamas.
    “I love bei ng with the kids and living here. I will always be Tapatios but I am not ready to go back to Guadalajara. My life is here in Arizona now.”
    “Did you bring all the paperwork from that worthless lawyer? Let’s look through all of it together and see what we can find out on the Internet.” I suggest as the toothpaste on my toothbrush foams up.  Rinsing