Am full-out, no holds barred, completely in love with this fic.

Billy finds that when he's with Ali, he doesn't think much about Dom. Sometimes he'd watch the way some actress moves her head on television or hear a song on the radio and think, Oh, right. Dom. Most of the time, Billy just thinks Ali is smiling or Ali is sitting at the kitchen table eating a salad or Ali is coming to watch Eastenders, defend the remote, defend the remote.

I can feel this, down to my toes.

*sighs contentedly, if hot happily*