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“She sounds wonderful.” I focused on the deliciousness in front of me before I shut down and disconnected from the situation. I knew my shortcomings. It’d taken years of therapy to recognize when I closed myself off to others.

Levi was the first guy I wanted to be close to. It was why I hooked up with him a few times. I may have a three-date limit, but no one got me more than once except Levi.

“She’s gonna love you if you keep gushing over her cooking.” He played with the ends of my hair.

No, she wouldn’t. Nobody loved me. I was unlovable and incapable of loving someone back. What was I doing pretending I could be in a normal, healthy relationship with a man?

Shut up, Hope. You’re regurgitating the words from that witch who gave birth to you.

I was. I couldn’t let her destroy me any further.

I heard my therapist telling me, Don’t be afraid to take a chance and go after what you want.

“Did you want more, sweetheart?” Levi took the plate out of my hand. “Lady M also baked chocolate chip cookies.”

“I’ll take her plate.” Mercy smiled, extending her hand. “More, babe?”

“No, but I’ll try a cookie.” I glided the palm of my hand over his. “Do you want to go to my room so we can talk?” This was a massive, gargantuan step for me. I was scared shitless too.

“Yes.” He lifted my legs like before and stood. Then he surprised me by picking me up.

“What are you doing?”

“Really? It’s not obvious?” He smirked, pressing a kiss to my cheek.

“I wish someone would carry me to my bedroom,” Mercy said from behind us.

“I can introduce you to my brothers,” Levi replied as he set me on the bed.

“Eh, bikers aren’t really my thing. Here babe.” She gave me a cookie and set my bottled water on the nightstand. “I’ve got some errands to run, and after that scrumptious meal, I should hit the gym. Don’t wait up for me.”

“Be safe.”

“Yeah, stay in well-lit areas and watch your six,” Levi told her.

“Watch my six? What does that mean?” Mercy crossed her arms over her chest and leaned against the door frame. She seemed to like Levi, but I was relieved to hear bikers weren’t her thing. Not that I thought she’d put the moves on Levi, knowing he was the father of my baby. I trusted her… more than most. Still, I felt relieved.

“It means to watch your back.” He chuckled, removing his boots. “My granddad said it all the time.”

“Oh, then you should’ve just said watch your back. Bye, kids.” She shut the door behind her.

I rolled my eyes, getting comfortable in bed. I was tired again.

“Do you mind if I take my jeans off?” He removed them, not waiting for my reply.

“Sure. Make yourself comfortable,” I said sarcastically.

“You look tired, and I’m tired. I figure we’ll take an afternoon nap.” He stripped down to his boxer briefs like it was the most natural thing to do.

Levi didn’t have a modest bone in his body. And why would he? The man was a sculpted masterpiece. A twenty-first century god. A fucking anomaly.

Lord help me.

I couldn’t look away.

My mouth literally watered. My tongue knew the grooves between his abs and the firmness of his nipples. I forced myself to not drop my gaze to his crotch. The man’s cock was beyond spectacular. The only befitting word to describe it wasexemplary:in length, girth, and ability.

Everything about Levi’s cock was sheer perfection, right down to the color and shape of its head.

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