Levi’s hand shoots out and seizes Reeve’s shirt, yanking him closer to sneer in his face, “You. I thought I sent you off on vacation.”
“I canceled my trip.” Reeve’s hazels decline down Levi’s chest, appearing uninterested, and surprisingly leaves it at that. He just went into Forsaken Crew mode right before my eyes.
“I’m hurt. Especially after I went through all the trouble.”
“Lev.” I clutch onto his muscular bicep.“We’ve been through this already.Severaltimes.”
“Have we?” he rebukes with maliciousness in his tone. “I don’t remember.”
“Levi. Don’t—” He snaps his head to me, face twisted in unadulterated rage. It’s only for the briefest of seconds that it softens, that he’s silently telling me he’s sorry for what he’s about to do before he gears up then.
“You fuckin’ him? I caught you in your garage with Wildes and I let the shit slide, but notthisone. I’m not going to stand for my girl being a fucking whore.”
He moves so quickly that I didn’t anticipate it coming, but I believe that’s been Levi’s plan all along. His fingers wrap around my throat but he puts zero pressure on it before bending over to say something to me.
However, he doesn’t get that far.
Reeve’s already towing him backward, nailing Levi in the side of the head with a heavy punch and shoving him away.
It speaks the only volume that I need to hear.
Reeve Stanton isn’t going to lie down and allow another man to disrespect or put his hands on me. This isn’t about fucking. It’s about due regard for my feelings and the way I should be treated.
And he’ll go to bat with Levi for the chance to make sure that’s made perfectly loud and clear.
ELEVEN
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Here we go again.
Except, this time, Wallace doesn’t have his dynamic duo, Juice Box and Hot Shit, to come to his rescue. I’m sure they’re around here somewhere, but I have my boys with me this time and I’m looking to beat his ass for the only thing I can seem to focus on.
Bay Astor standing on the other side of that neck grab.
And there’s no way in hell that I’m going to stand idly by and allow him to touch her like that. Especially when, like I’ve said a million times, she’s going to marry me one day and my future wife isn’t going to be touched in any fucking capacity that’s not me.
I’d also like to be alive for that. Because, with the way that Wallace is looking at me, I can confidently say that we share the similar goal of wanting to knock each other’s lights out.
I feel Torin and Cairo at my sides, flanking the next move Levi might attempt to make on me. He doesn’t hesitate with my newly acquired help, lunging forward and cocking back on his elbow to get my ass again.
Torin barely makes it out of the way as do I, and Cairo forces Levi back with a shove—the calmest motherfucker in the world—when Levi manages to stomp down on Cairo’s shin with his heel and follows up with a right hook.
Torin catches Levi’s ribs, getting two good shots before Levi’s massive frame twists in his direction and slaps both sides of Pretty Boy’s head with closed fists over his ears.
I hear Torin extoll a sharp exhale through his teeth, his ears, his weak mark and, as of late, I know that Levi is aware. It only pisses me off, charging and ramming into his gut, causing us to both almost lose our footing, but we manage to keep our asses off the concrete.
I answer his bullshit strike with a kidney shot, hearing Bay yell out something about stopping, but it’s time Levi Wallace understands that even though I may not have a Titan seat anymore, because Newport dipped from the Titans, but I’ll stand by my brothers.
And if he ever touches Bay like that ever again, I’ll have him swallowing a bullet while I stroke my dick and tell him how hard the thought of having Bay all to myself makes me.
“Let me go!” It’s her voice that wrenches my concentration from Levi, finding Cairo with his arm wrapped around her middle to keep her away and out of this brawl while keeping her feet off the ground.
I see him lean over her shoulder to say something in her ear, but that’s where the air shifts.
Where the monster finally rips through Levi’s soul because he heard her, too.
And that’s when I see it blanket over his face.