Page 34 of Chaos Kills

“Alright, you two, break it up.” I instantly tense, which gets Levi to scowl as he turns his head to his left, and I look in the same direction.

Nessa.

My eyebrows knit as I loosen my hold on Levi, and he slowly puts me down on my feet.

Speaking of…

“What are you doing here?” I almost accuse, earning a lifted expression from my girl version of a best friend.

“Um, to see you.”

Wrong.

“My bad,” I chuckle emotionlessly, and the urge to grab and rack my gun sounds loudly in my head because why did she just jump back and away from Levi like that?

Why was she so close to Levi?

Why am I suddenly red-hot with jealousy she was so close to my best friend?

Because make no mistake about it, that’snotgoing to happen. I don’t give a shit if they both like each other, I won’t allow it.

There, I said the shit.

In my head.

That counts.

I smile at Nessa, but the fake fondness I normally feel for her doesn’t make it to my eyes. “I meant, why did you practically jump to the other side of the porch when I opened the door?”

Nessa might be a blonde, but she’s far from fucking stupid. She knows exactly where I’m going with this. What I’m calling her out on and, most importantly, that Iseeher.

“Because you scared the shit out of me,” she claims evenly and, alright, we’ll talk about this later. I don’t need Levi breaking up our fight because he wants to play Superman to my Lois Lane. “And I wanted to be here for you since…everything happened and shit.”

Better answer.

But still, not the full truth.

“We got it from here,” Levi vouches dismissively. “You can go.”

Nessa slices a heated glower in his direction. “Listen,fuck boy, you’re not the only one here who gets to hang out with Bay. What you need to do is take a shower because you’re grimy as shit, and I can smell you from here.”

She’s not wrong there.

However, she hadnoissue being up close and personal with him moments ago.

“What you need to do,” Levi leers back, “is decide if you’re going to stay here or not after that little incident with De Leon because I can’t watch all of you.”

Nessa scoffs. “You never watched me before.”

“Bullshit,” he clips back, then jerks a thumb at me. “If it wasn’t for her, I wouldn’t be.”

“Oh, wowww,” Nessa coos, sizing him up as if she’s about to slap him so hard he’s going to be seeing colors for weeks. “Well, then I’ll consider myself blessed sinceyoudecided to take the time. Where do I pray to your altar?”

Levi smirks like an arrogant ass. “Nowyou’re starting to get the hang of it. And when I tell you to go—” I place a hand on Levi’s chest, feeling some of his tension still there.

When these two go at it, it’s like World War III in this bitch.

“Go take a shower,” I order softly with a faint little tap. “It’s been a long couple of days for you. I’ll order a pizza.”

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