Page 51 of Levi

No, Levi has breakfast made and already plated at the island, along with two big cups of coffee, steaming beautifully like a smoke signal calling out to me and only me.

I can practically hear it screaming my name, just begging for me to burn my mouth on that first sip.

Slipping onto a chair, I wrap my hands around the piping hot mug of coffee, bringing it up to my nose and inhaling the rich aroma before finally taking that first sip. Yep, that's the stuff dreams are made of. I sit there, sipping my caffeine and picking at the fruit Levi cut up, waiting to dive into the waffles until he's joined me. Because that's only polite, right?

After flipping through the rest of my messages, I've successfully downed my first cup of coffee, which officially makes it safe for me to be around others. Perfect timing, as Levi makes his way into the kitchen, a stressed-out look on his face as he walks to the fridge and grabs a water bottle. Closing the door, he notices me and immediately plasters a smile on his face, but it's one that doesn't quite reach his eyes.

The only thing reflecting back at me is a man drowning in pain.

But what's causing the pain? Is it me? Is it someone else?

All I want to know is what's wrong and who he was talking to. Is that too much for a girl to ask?

Instead, I settle for, “Good morning, Levi.” I say it with a smile, hoping he can’t read how well I am reading him, and pulling my feet up and hugging my knees.

“Good morning, Q,” Levi says as he leans against the counter, a pair of sweats hanging low on his hips, a Firebirds loose tank thrown on like he's about to go work out.

The thought of him working out, pushing his body to the limit until he's sweating. Yeah, let me just save that image to my mental finger bank.

“Why are you smiling?” he asks with a knowing smirk, but I don't speed up my slow perusal of his body as my eyes finally meet his.

“Oh, just admiring the view.”

“Is that so?” Levi says, his cocky grin back in place.

“Yeah. I really like the navy blue cabinets with the gray counter. It's really pretty to look at,” I tell him, running my hand over the counter as I fight the corners of my lips from curling up.

“You're such a little shit.” He laughs, and it's a real laugh—one that helps wipe away the sadness from his eyes, even if just for a moment.

And that makes me smile. On the inside, though, I don't want him thinking I have a heart or anything.

“Always and forever,” I say, sticking my tongue out before reaching for the carafe of coffee.

“Good,” he says, coming to sit beside me, grabbing my mug and the carafe from me and pouring it himself.

Who is this man?

“What's all this for?” I ask, gesturing at the breakfast, still curious what brought on such a feast.

“Uh, I was awake early, like usual,” Levi says, spinning his coffee mug around, fidgeting with anything he can to avoid looking at me. “I don't know. I guess I just wanted to do something nice for you,” he says, finally meeting my gaze, his cheeks pink with embarrassment, and it's adorable.

I want to scoot closer and kiss the man, drop to my knees, and thank him myself, but I also want to know why he did this.

“So, you're saying you did all of this to say thank you for me fucking you?”

“Wh-what? No!” he says quickly, nearly stumbling over his words, and it almost makes me giggle. “It's more than that!”

“Oh, okay. So it was because I sucked your dick.”

“Quinn Elizabeth, knock it off and let me do something fucking nice for you for once,” he snaps, yet somehow his voice is still soft. “I just…I appreciate you. I've enjoyed spending time with you, and even though—” he says, right as the front door swings open.

“Sup bitches?” Jax says as he steps through the front door, his eyes immediately bouncing between me and Levi before finally settling on me with a look of panic. “I didn't mean to imply you're a bitch. I'm sorry, Quinn.”

“For what? I am a bitch.” I smirk as Levi spins my chair to face him while Jax and Asher make their way into the house, grabbing a water before taking a spot on the couch.

“After breakfast, I'm going to go work out. Do you need anything before I go?” Levi whispers, and I can feel the guys staring at us.

“Nope. I'm going to catch up on some TV and then probably take a shower.”

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