Maybe, for the first time ever, luck was on my side.
Chapter Twenty-One – Kelsey
Levi came over later that night, once I was back in the room. I was trying to study for some upcoming exams—those things loomed on the horizon like fucking Godzilla ready to tear apart what mediocre grades I had—but all hope for studying vanished the moment he showed his pretty face.
And then, well, I was pretty sure we all knew what happened. Anytime we were together, alone, it was impossible to keep our hands off each other. I’d never seen my parents act this way, and I couldn’t help but wonder if they’d ever been like this. I never wanted my relationship with Levi to ever regress to the state of—or lack of—the relationship between my parents. I would give anything to keep the fire, to bottle up the passion and always have it around.
Without passion, without heat that made you want to explode, what was the point?
After a particularly long session of reacquainting ourselves with each other’s bodies, I laid on Levi’s chest, his arms around me, holding me close, lest I got any ideas to get up. No, I wouldn’t get up. Not yet. This was…nice. Feeling his bare, hairless chest rise and fall under my cheek, listening to his heart beating. No, I wasn’t going to get up.
I’d already told Levi what I did, and thank God Levi had known something was up, because after he put away the flash drive back in the safe, he grabbed all of his cameras. They now rested in his bag, which was here, in my room, for safekeeping.
“I hope he ends up getting charged,” I muttered, tracing a circle around Levi’s right pectoral.
“I hope he gets arrested and thrown in jail” was Levi’s quick response, which made me grin.
I’d take jail. I’d definitely take jailtime for Dean, but at this point, anything would be better than nothing. He’d gone about, doing whatever he wanted for far too long, terrorizing the one girl I should’ve better protected. No matter what ended up happening, Dean needed to know this was serious shit.
Silence took us over for a while, and Levi’s hands moved to trace my spine. My eyelids fluttered closed; probably for the best, for Dean wasn’t the best topic of conversation, especially while Levi and I were naked and in bed.
Bed. Who knew having sex in a bed was so much better than banging it out against a car or a bathroom stall door? Beds were nice. I really never wanted to go without one again.
“I think I found an apartment for us,” Levi eventually said, and I angled my face up to his, blinking, a smile growing on my face.
Sharing an apartment with Levi would be tough, but it’d be better than rooming here with a stranger. I was sure there’d be little quirks and habits of Levi that would bug the shit out of me—quirks and habits I hadn’t noticed yet—but that was the beauty of a relationship. When you did it right, it evolved and grew with you.
I was never, ever going to give up on this man.
“It’s right off campus, just a street away. The rent’s not too high,” he said. “I think we can swing it.” His chest rumbled, and I momentarily lost myself to the manly sound. “There’s no way in hell I’m going to be welcome in that house if the cops come for Dean.”
That much I knew was true. There’d be a riot for him, a stoning. For whatever reason, Dean had the whole of Sigma Chi at his back. Brotherhood or some shit. It was, frankly, annoying. They were all guilty, as far as I was concerned, even if they didn’t know Dean was taping them with their marks.
Yep. The Sigma Chi fraternity hazing included sleeping with a girl the other fraternity brothers said, and if you didn’t do it, they found a way to kick you out. They all slept with girls, and then broke their hearts. That was their game, and I hesitated to even call it a game.
Something like that…it wasn’t a game. It was just cruel.
Every single guy in that house deserved a punishment. Hell, the whole fraternity should be dissolved or something. I knew there were other chapters like it across the United States, but I hoped they weren’t like this particular branch.
“If they do come for him and you’re there, you better text me,” I told him. “I want to see it happen.” Oh, watching Dean being dragged from that house in handcuffs would be something to see, I bet. A spectacular sight I’d never forget.
Levi pulled me up to his head, pressing his lips against mine before muttering, “You got it, as long as you bring some popcorn.” He started to smirk.
Some girls didn’t like smirks, and normally I didn’t—but on Levi? On Levi the smirk worked. When his lips curled upwards like that, mischievous and playful, I couldn’t help but get lost in it. And then his eyes…oh, the blueness of his eyes still got me every damned day.
“Will do,” I whispered, my fingers curling into his dark hair as my lips met his again. This time the kiss was no quick thing. This time the kiss morphed into something more: greedy hands all over each other, lips traveling down bodies, legs opening.
What could I say? Guess when it came to Levi, I was just a hungry kid in a candy shop, wanting it all.
I wasn’t sure why I wanted to be here, but I did. And it wasn’t like I just stood around and looked pretty—I actually helped, a little. I helped Mel’s parents carry down the boxes to the car parked on the turnaround. We packed up
