Page 80 of Ace of Spades

‘We used to work together.”

Levi looks back out the way Grayson left, then back at me with a softer look.

“He owns the shop that stole most of our clients,” he says, taking the empty seat next to me.

Oh my God.I really wish we could talk about anything else but this.

The bartender returns and picks up the empty glass and cash.

“Can I get ya anything else, Levi?”

He looks at my soda and nods at it.

“I’ll have what she’s having.”

I chuckle. “You’ll be highly disappointed.”

He raises a brow at me in question.

“There’s no alcohol. It’s just a Dr. P.”

He purses his lips before saying.

“Good thing I don’t drink then, right?”

“I’ll add it to your tab,” the bartender says.

“You can add whatever she’s had to mine, too,” he says to her.

The woman smiles and nods, and leaves to get his drink.

I didn’t know Levi doesn’t drink alcohol. There’s a lot I don’t know about the man I work for now.

“What made you make that decision?” I ask, twirling the straw in my mouth. “Not to drink.”

He looks at the wall of spirits in front of us.

“A lot of bad decisions before that,” he admits, then looks back to me with a smile that reaches the corner of his eyes.

God, Levi looks good when he smiles. I wish I could see it more often.

“How about you?”

He nudges my shoulder as the bartender brings him his soda.

I laugh out loud.

“You know exactly why I don’t drink.”

He shifts in his stool so that he’s fully turned to me.

“I have no idea,” he says, a glint in his eye.

“Well, obviously, it’s because I have issues and care about silly things like obeying the law.”

“Ah, see that wasn’t my first thought considering what happened the night I met you,” he says before he takes a sip of his drink.

I give him a look.

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