Page 11 of Let it Sizzle
My cheeks flame. “I don’t make a habit of ogling firefighters.”
He lifts a brow. “But I’m not just any firefighter, am I?”
He gives me a sexy wink. He’s flirting? Levi Mercer is full-on, no-holds-barred flirting with me. And I’m one breath away from combusting. I can feel the heat in my cheeks rising.
“You always blush like this when you flirt, or is it just me?” he murmurs.
I blink. “I’m not flirting.”
He gives me a look that makes my knees feel untrustworthy. “Wishful thinking, then.”
I try to laugh. It comes out too soft. Too unsure. Because the truth is, I don’t know how to flirt with a man like Levi. I don’t know how to be the kind of woman who gets looked at like this—like I’m something worth unwrapping slow.
“I’m not really your type,” I murmur before I can stop myself.
His brows knit slightly. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
I glance toward where Byron’s laughing with Samira near the grill. My heart pounds in my throat. “It means you could have anyone.”
Levi leans in, just enough that his voice curls around my ears like smoke. “I don’t want anyone.”
That’s when Samira returns, tugging on my hand. “You said we could leave once I finished eating.”
I nod, my mouth dry. “Yeah. Okay.”
Levi glances at her, then back at me. “Before you go…”
Samira glances at me and Levi.
“I’ll tell Byron you’re ready to go.” I nod glad that she’s leaving us alone once again.
He hesitates just a beat, then steps closer again—this time, his voice lower, his gaze unwavering.
“Have dinner with me.”
I stare at him. “What?”
“Me. You. Tomorrow night. Just us.”
I blink, trying to make sense of what’s happening. “Like… a date?”
His smile curves, slow and sure. “Yeah, Serena. Like a date.”
Everything inside me flutters and freezes all at once.
“I don’t know..”
“Don’t overthink this, Serena.”
How do I answer to that? Because I do want to overthink this.
I manage a quiet, “Okay.”
And just like that, Levi and I are going on a date. The guy that I’ve crushed on for most of life is taking me out. Maybe he feels sorry for me…maybe.Stop Serena. Leave the negative talk.
“I’ll see you tomorrow, then.” I gulp.
He nods back at me.
