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warm fingers leave my neck, and my stomach clenches when I feel her touch running up my chest from underneath my shirt.
“Levi,” she breathes with a bite on her shoulder. I find and claim her lips, devouring them.
It all stops when there’s a rapid knocking on my window and Presley screams at the sight of her brother standing on the other side.
“Shit!” she mutters under her breath.
He couldn’t have had better timing, the ass. Presley opens the door and before her feet even hit the ground, Trevor is yelling at her.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing? I’ve been trying to call you for hours. I’ve been sitting over here, worried to death something happened to you, because no one knew where you were and you’re wit h hi m ?”
“Hey, calm down,” I tell him, standing beside a worried Presley.
Quickly, he rears his arm back and punches me in the nose. “I told you to leave her alone!”
“Trevor! Seriously?” Presley says angrily back at him. I put my hand up to my nose, and it’s bleeding. “Are you okay?” she asks.
“Yeah. It’s no big deal.”
Presley turns to her brother and lets him have it. “Are you out of your mind? My phone died and it’s not like I was out with a gang member or anything.”
“I told you, Pres. I told you how he is and I’ve been telling you for years. I can’t believe you.” Trevor shakes his head and runs a hand through his hair.
“It’s not really her fault,” I try, tasting the blood that’s falling into my mouth. I wipe away some with the back of my hand.
“Don’t you say a word to me, Carr,” he spits.
“Trevor, calm down. You’re being ridiculous,” Presley tries again.
“You were the one that was about to let that piece of shit,” he jabs a finger at me, “fuck you in a car!”
“You have got to be kidding me! You should know me better than that.”
“How long?” Trevor asks.
“What?”
“How long have you been seeing him?”
“It - It’s only the second time we’ve gone out.” Presley falters for half a second before finding her anger. “You should be ashamed of yourself, Trevor. Levi is a decent guy and it’s been a long time since I’ve seen anybody, you know that. But you know what? I wasn’t going to see him anymore.” She takes a step closer and shoves him. “Because of you!” Without a pause, she turns, takes my hand, and says, “C’mon, Levi. I’ll get you cleaned up.”
“It’s no big deal, Presley. I’ve got some napkins in the car-”
“Don’t be ridiculous,” she snaps, dragging me towards the building, up the stairs and into her apartment with Trevor on our heels. Presley fumbles with the lock, but gets it. She pulls me into her bedroom, slamming the door in Trevor’s face. She walks us across the room, into her bathroom, and pushes me to sit after she closes the lid on the toilet.
I don’t say anything as she opens a cabinet to get a rag. She wets it and squeezes the excess water out. Gently, she wipes around my nose.
“I don’t think it’s broken or anything,” she says quietly.
“It’s not. I’ve had broken noses before and it isn’t broken.”
“I knew he wouldn’t like it, but I didn’t think he would ever find out either.”
“Hey,” I say placing my hands on her waist and squeezing. “Don’t let him get to you.”
“He’s my brother, Levi. M y twi n . That’s impossible. He’s probably pacing on the other side of my door right now.”
“Let him pace then.” It wasn’t until now that I thought to consider how her relationship might be with her brother. I figured they were close, sure, but I don’t know. “You okay?” I ask since she hasn’t looked at me yet. The blood is probably all gone, but she’s still wiping.
“No. I’m sorry about your nose.” She drops the rag in the sink and taps my nose lightly.
“I’m a hockey player, remember? Getting hit in the nose isn’t that big a deal.”
“I’m still sorry.”
“Don’t be. I mean
“Levi,” she breathes with a bite on her shoulder. I find and claim her lips, devouring them.
It all stops when there’s a rapid knocking on my window and Presley screams at the sight of her brother standing on the other side.
“Shit!” she mutters under her breath.
He couldn’t have had better timing, the ass. Presley opens the door and before her feet even hit the ground, Trevor is yelling at her.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing? I’ve been trying to call you for hours. I’ve been sitting over here, worried to death something happened to you, because no one knew where you were and you’re wit h hi m ?”
“Hey, calm down,” I tell him, standing beside a worried Presley.
Quickly, he rears his arm back and punches me in the nose. “I told you to leave her alone!”
“Trevor! Seriously?” Presley says angrily back at him. I put my hand up to my nose, and it’s bleeding. “Are you okay?” she asks.
“Yeah. It’s no big deal.”
Presley turns to her brother and lets him have it. “Are you out of your mind? My phone died and it’s not like I was out with a gang member or anything.”
“I told you, Pres. I told you how he is and I’ve been telling you for years. I can’t believe you.” Trevor shakes his head and runs a hand through his hair.
“It’s not really her fault,” I try, tasting the blood that’s falling into my mouth. I wipe away some with the back of my hand.
“Don’t you say a word to me, Carr,” he spits.
“Trevor, calm down. You’re being ridiculous,” Presley tries again.
“You were the one that was about to let that piece of shit,” he jabs a finger at me, “fuck you in a car!”
“You have got to be kidding me! You should know me better than that.”
“How long?” Trevor asks.
“What?”
“How long have you been seeing him?”
“It - It’s only the second time we’ve gone out.” Presley falters for half a second before finding her anger. “You should be ashamed of yourself, Trevor. Levi is a decent guy and it’s been a long time since I’ve seen anybody, you know that. But you know what? I wasn’t going to see him anymore.” She takes a step closer and shoves him. “Because of you!” Without a pause, she turns, takes my hand, and says, “C’mon, Levi. I’ll get you cleaned up.”
“It’s no big deal, Presley. I’ve got some napkins in the car-”
“Don’t be ridiculous,” she snaps, dragging me towards the building, up the stairs and into her apartment with Trevor on our heels. Presley fumbles with the lock, but gets it. She pulls me into her bedroom, slamming the door in Trevor’s face. She walks us across the room, into her bathroom, and pushes me to sit after she closes the lid on the toilet.
I don’t say anything as she opens a cabinet to get a rag. She wets it and squeezes the excess water out. Gently, she wipes around my nose.
“I don’t think it’s broken or anything,” she says quietly.
“It’s not. I’ve had broken noses before and it isn’t broken.”
“I knew he wouldn’t like it, but I didn’t think he would ever find out either.”
“Hey,” I say placing my hands on her waist and squeezing. “Don’t let him get to you.”
“He’s my brother, Levi. M y twi n . That’s impossible. He’s probably pacing on the other side of my door right now.”
“Let him pace then.” It wasn’t until now that I thought to consider how her relationship might be with her brother. I figured they were close, sure, but I don’t know. “You okay?” I ask since she hasn’t looked at me yet. The blood is probably all gone, but she’s still wiping.
“No. I’m sorry about your nose.” She drops the rag in the sink and taps my nose lightly.
“I’m a hockey player, remember? Getting hit in the nose isn’t that big a deal.”
“I’m still sorry.”
“Don’t be. I mean
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