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CHAPTER SIX

Mav

He’s pressed up against me.

He’s snoring loudly, a bit of drool drops from his lips landing on my chest, but I don’t care.

Levi is naked on top of me and sleeping like a baby.

This is a problem. A major problem, but I…I don’t care.

When I saw him dancing with Asher, I wanted to rip those hands off my best friend. When he made Levi smile, I wanted to scream that those same pink lips had been wrapped around my dick.

But I didn’t. Because Levi was happy. Levi was excited and that’s what matters, right?

This is just a weird crush. My best friend is entering a probable romantic relationship, and I’m alone.

Is that why it feels so right to hold him?

I shouldn’t, but I let my hands wander. They palm his cute bubble butt, the same butt Asher touched, but it’s not his.

It’s mine .

Every part of Levi belongs to me. It always has. Since we met when we were five, he’s always been mine. Maybe not this way. Maybe not in the way that takes my breath away, but I know it now.

I want Levi. To kiss him, date him, love him. I want it all.

Now I just have to figure out if Levi could want that too.