Page 37 of The Bad Boy's Homecoming
Levi nodded but his stomach twisted in knots.The idea of someone mistreating Missy—this talented woman who was winding her way around his heart—made him angry.
“Are you two done talking shop?Because I’m about to eat all the pasta and you’ll be left with cheese and crackers,” Missy said walking up to the door holding her hand protectively near her chest.
Her hair was tied back but several curls fell away to tickle the sides of her high cheekbones.Her eyes looked vibrant but there was a slight pinch to her brow.
“Did you take your medicine?”Levi said, checking his watch.
“Yes, Dr.Hart 2.0, right before I scarfed down my first bowl of pasta which I’m still not sure I believe you made.”
“You would doubt my cooking skills?”Levi said, then moved the foot stool back into place so she could sit back down.
“I think I’d like to go up to my room and lie down for a bit,” Missy said.
“I can walk you up, before I head back to the office,” Declan said.
Missy smiled, but again Levi recognized the pull of what he assumed was pain on her forehead.
“Dec, I can walk up those stairs on my own.I burned my hand; I didn’t break my foot.”
“Ya, but it would make me feel better, and you’re not going to have an easy time tucking yourself in.”
“Alright, come on.It’ll be easier if I just give in now.”She turned and moved up the backstairs and Declan handed Levi the tablet he’d been using.
“I’ll send you that contact info for my colleague, and you let me know if she needs anything tonight.Otherwise I’ll be back tomorrow.”
“Thanks again,” Levi said.
Then Declan followed Missy up the backstairs and Levi stood staring after them.How had he ended up back home, with no team to play for, and worrying about his grandmother’s caretaker?
After Declan left, Levi fought every instinct to go check on Missy.He knew she needed rest and space.She wasn’t his, and he needed to call his agent to tell him he wasn’t accepting this latest contract and he would no longer need his services.An hour later he was just finishing the call with his ex-agent when he heard a distinct yelp upstairs, and he raced up the steps two at a time, then burst into Missy’s room.
But she wasn’t in her bed and the bathroom door was closed.
“Missy, do you need help?”he said walking to the door.
“Levi, if you come through that door you’re the only one who will need help,” she said.
“I heard you yell.”
“Well the good news is my hand stopped hurting, but the bad news is I forgot and tried to use it to pull down my pants and it hurt.”
“Are you sure I can’t help you?”
“No, please leave.”
“I’ll just wait in the hall in case you change your mind.”
A few minutes later she opened the door.Her hair was wild and looked like she’d been tossing and turning while she slept.She held out a hair tie to him.
“I actually do need help with my hair.Could you please pull it back for me?”she said bashfully.
“Yes, I can do hair, I’m actually great with hair.”
“I doubt that but I’m sorta desperate.”She turned around so her back was to him.
“Do I need a brush?”
“No, we don’t brush curls.”
