Chapter 2
The soft knock at the door made Levi groan into his pillows. He just wanted to be left alone, wanted to wallow in his anger and sadness. Why couldn’t his brothers get that? It was probably Jason, the morning glory asshole.
The tap of knuckles against wood came again, just as soft as the first time. He didn’t yell for whoever it was to go away, because Adam was right next door and talk about rude. Levi shuffled out of his bed and dragged ass across the room. He eased the door open, wincing when it creaked.
A black shirt was the first part that registered through the tired fog of his mind; the rich brown and corded throat was next. Zoey’s dark brown eyes stared down at him, apologetic. Levi sighed as his heart leapt. He hated that traitorous f*****g organ.
Levi stepped back all
