Page 99 of Defiant Beta

I pace as Levi struggles to open the door. Eventually, the need to get comfortable overtakes my disgust with the room. I’m still recovering from the event I try not to think about, and I’m not one hundred percent.

As I lie on the bed, wincing at the pressure on my back, Levi turns to face me. His expression is blank, but I know what he’s thinking. “Don’t look at me like that. I need to sit down. I’ll shower twice after.”

He snorts and goes back to wrestling with the door.

Fifteen minutes later, he also lies down. Inches separate us on the bed.

“This actually isn’t so bad,” I say.

“As long as you don’t think about what happened in this bed before us.”

I glare at him through the mirrored ceiling. “You just had to say it, didn’t you?”

His lip quirks in a half smile.

There’s no TV. It smells funky, and the pillows are flatter than I’d like, but things could be worse.

“Fuck, baby. Give it to me!”

My eyes dart to Levi as the loud groan bleeds through the paper-thin walls. He meets my gaze and says nothing. Not sure what anyone can say at a time like this.

Then the banging starts. The sort of rhythmic banging that can only be from a headboard slamming into a wall. The only thing I have to be grateful for is that it isn’t my science teacher.

I hope.

“I’m sure it’ll stop soon,” I say.

It does not stop soon.

It is loud, and it goes on for fucking ever. The guy is on Viagra or something. He goes on, and on, andon.

Maintaining eye contact with Levi becomes increasingly difficult as the sounds of pleasure bleed through the walls. It’s not just the banging or the energetic moans and groans. It’s the wet sounds of sex because these walls are like tissue paper.

Levi’s eyes become heated, as if the sounds are turning him on as much as they are me.

When his phone vibrates, I scramble up from the bed, deeply embarrassed and incredibly turned on. “Is he here?”

Levi picks up his phone from the nightstand. Brave, I thought, him putting it on there when we don’t know when anyone last cleaned it.

He scans the message and shakes his head. “Xavier hasn’t left the school yet.”

Shit.

“Did he say why?” I ask, a touch desperately.

“No. Just that?—”

“That’s it, baby,” the guy groans from next door. “Get on your knees for Daddy.”

I put my face in my hands so I won’t have to look Levi in the eye for this next round.

“Della?”

“Shh. If I keep my eyes closed, it’s easier to pretend this isn’t happening.”

Levi laughs.

Chapter 31

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