“Shit,” he mumbles, dropping his forehead to mine.
The vibration pulses a second time, and I bite my lips to keep from moaning at the contact.
Oh my—
Sitting up, Levi digs into his pocket to retrieve his phone, and I drop my head back to laugh at the absurdity of the situation while my face burns up with embarrassment.
“Hey, Mom,” Levi greets after sliding his thumb across the screen, his eyes darting toward me. “Yeah. Sure. I’ll let her know.”
Her muffled voice echoes through the speaker, though I can’t make out what she’s saying.
“Yup. Talk to you later. Love you too.”
Then he disconnects the call.
“You left your phone at my mom’s house. She said she’ll leave it on the kitchen counter, and you can go grab it tomorrow.”
“Oh. Thanks.” Sitting up, I run my fingers through my mussed hair, positive
I look like I just woke up from a nap by the way I was squirming beneath him.
Did I really just make out with my best friend before getting up close and personal with his groin slash vibrating phone?
Kill me now.
“So…uh…,” Levi pauses. “I should probably get going.”
“Yup. Big day tomorrow. Going and getting my phone and all. Probably need an extra few hours to make sure I’m up to the task,” I ramble.
With a grin, he stands and offers his hand to pull me up from the couch too. When I take it, my body trembles.
“You did good, by the way. No freezing so—”
“Yup. That’s ‘cause I have a great teacher,” I quip, my cheeks the color of cherries.
His cocky grin greets me. “Happy to help.”
Walking to the door, Levi slips on his shoes then grabs the handle to make his escape from the awkwardness in my little apartment after…whatever the hell that was.
Pausing, his gold-flecked eyes pin me in place before his jaw tightens, and he looks away. “Conner wanted me to ask if I could give him your number.”
I flinch. “Oh.” Digging my teeth into my upper lip until I’m sure there’ll be blood, I nod. “Sure. I mean, if you think I’m ready and won’t make a complete fool of myself if he tries to kiss me.”
Asshole.
His knuckles turn white as he grips the door handle before gritting out, “You’ll be fine. I’ll see you tomorrow or something.”
The door swings open, almost hitting the wall behind it before slamming shut as soon as Levi makes his escape.
Then the tears threaten to fall. With a sniff, I flip the lock on the front door then walk to my couch and collapse into a ball of emotions.
What am I doing? Why did I let him kiss me? If I thought my feelings were a mess before, then there isn’t a word to describe how terrible I feel now. My lips are still tingling, my mouth is still watering, and my heart is still racing. Every single inch of my body agrees that it was probably the best moment of my life.
Until my stupid brain decides to pipe in with its two cents.
He only kissed me to get me to go out with his roommate.
Life sucks.