Page 63 of Never Die for a Sinner
Ava walks away, toward the house, and Mendez has the audacity to turn my way, winking.
My grip tightens on the wrench until pain shoots through my fingers, and suddenly, I’m thinking of all the ways I can punish her.
I tell myself I don’t care. Who gives a fuck if he touches her? I have no claim to her.
Then something in me snaps.
Fuck it.
Ava Ryan ismine.She just doesn’t know it.
I toss the wrench onto the bench and stride toward the house, boots echoing against the tile. Every step calculated. Measured. I round the corner, eyes locked on the dark-haired girl at the other end of the hall.
She spots me and freezes.
Her gaze widens. She knows something’s changed. Maybe it’s the look in my eyes. Maybe it’s the air thick with tension. I see the fear flash across her pretty features. It’s quick—but it’s there.
She smiled for him.
I’m not letting that shit slide.
She takes a cautious step back. I cock my head to the side, waiting to see what she’s going to do.
She surprises me, spinning on her heel and running in the other direction.
I actually chuckle under my breath.
Fine, baby girl. Let’s play.
AVA
He’s lost his mind.
Levi catches me around the waist, tugging me into the storage room.
“Running off again, Ava?”
“Let go of me, youpsychopath,” I growl.
He chuckles, forcing me back into the wall. His body covers mine, and liquid fire slips through my veins.
“Who’s your friend?” he asks, a devilish grin on his face.
“Why do you care?”
Levi only smirks, bending down and pressing his lips to my ear.
“Your first mistake is thinking I do . . .” A tremor moves through me at the scratch of his stubble on my skin, and the heat that was already gathered between my legs amplifies to a scorching flame.
I surge in his grasp. “I’ll scream.”
He shoves me back against the wall, his big body boxing me in.
“I asked you who your friend is, sweetheart.”
I stare at him blankly, my mind reeling at the near-feral look in his eyes.
Oh my God . . . Levi’s jealous.
