Chapter Five
Jasmine
Later that night, I looked across the table at Levi and rolled my eyes. “Oh, for God’s sake, Levi. So I kind of made a scene. But the guy grabbed my a*s, like full-on. It pissed me off. If you don’t believe me, ask Donovan or the bartender. They both saw the whole thing.”
Levi was standing at the stove, cooking. In their household, he was the cook. According to Levi, it was questionable if Lucy could even heat up soup properly.
At the moment, she was glancing between us, but letting it play out. I took a sip of my wine and glared at him. “Who cares if I hit him? He’s obviously fine. I called the bartender today to ask.”
“If somebody grabs your a*s, they’re fair game. I just want to know why the hell you showed up, without telling anybody, and got three sheets to t
