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“What?”
“Need...not mead. Christ. Just buckle up. Then I’ll get you home.”
I smile.
Home.I love how he thinks of his place as our home.
Turning up the music, I sing along, putting on a bit of a sexy car seat dance show for him. He smirks at me a few times and I don’t remember feeling so happy in my life. When a slower paced song comes on, I lean back in the seat and turn my head, singing softly to him.
I do love Levi.
He’s so pretty.
My hand lifts and I run my finger down his neck. He grabs it and places a kiss on the end of it. Then puts my hand back in my lap.
“Don’t fall asleep.” He rumbles, dropping down a gear and turning into a road. “We’re nearly there.”
I wriggle in my seat and take in the neighborhood.
This is all wrong.
No.
This isn’t right.
This is not at all how it’s supposed to go.
“Why are we at my house?” I ask, an icy feeling prickling my skin.
“I have practice early and you need to sleep,” Levi says, reaching out his hand. “Give me your keys, sexy, and I’ll tuck you in.”
When I just sit there, he climbs out and rounds the car, opening my door.
No.
We are supposed to gohome.To Levi’s. To make love.
I watch him take my handbag, tug out the keys and reach out his hand. “Come on Kaylee. I really need to get to bed.”
Without me.
I give him my hand and when I’m steady on my feet, follow him along the path. He unlocks the door and drops my keys in the wicker bowl on the table.
“Shower or straight to bed?”
My eyes lift to his in question. Oh, maybe I was too quick to judge.He really needs to get me into bed.
I sway on my feet and cross the distance, trying to do a model walk, while Levi grabs my arms.
Then leans down and scoops me up.
I start kissing his neck and smile as he lets out an aroused moan.
When he lays me down on the bed and brushes my hair from my forehead, I flop into a sexy—I think—submissive pose and wait for him to eat me up.
I love it when he does that.
Tonight Levi Montgomery is going to tell me he loves me.