Levi wanted to kick himself after pulling his hand away. He could see in Felicity's eyes that the rejection was painful, but he didn't want to send any mixed signals. He had things that he needed to focus on. He wasn't falling for her, and she couldn't fall for him. That wasn't something he was supposed to worry about. The physical contact at his parent's house was nearly too much.
Today was the day he was going to take her out on a real date. He had every intention of being romantic. Holding her hand, a picnic on the beach, a walk along the Santa Monica Pier. He spritzed his musky cologne and threw on a grey t-shirt and jeans with sneakers. He went to knock on her door, and she answered it, wearing overalls with a sage green t-shirt and white sneakers. Her hair was pulled up in a messy
