Page 29 of Hooked On Him
I don’t like the guy. There’s something off about him. But I bite my tongue because it’s none of my business.
We head into the bar, finding an open table. Immediately, I’m looking around for Levi. “I don’t see him.”
Cole chuckles. “He’s around here somewhere.”
“Let’s order a round of drinks,” Charlie says, waving over a waitress.
Me and patience are not buddies right now. But I do my best to sit my ass in this chair. Levi is working. It wouldn’t be cool of me to harass him while he’s doing his job.
A half hour goes by, and we’re all drinking and laughing. For a moment, I forgot about Levi.
“Ah, there he is,” Cole says, nudging my shoulder.
“Huh?” I frown down at my friend.
“Levi,” he explains.
My head snaps over in the direction where he’s pointing. And there he is. Levi. Standing behind the bar.
Smiling... laughing... at a guy.
Jealousy isn’t something I’m used to, never really felt it all that often, but right now? Yeah, it’s burning bright.
“We need more drinks.” I move to stand.
“Relax, big guy,” Cole chuckles. “He’s just being friendly, doing his job.”
That might be true about Levi, but the guy he’s talking to is leaning in a little too close and hasn’t taken his eyes off him once.
“I know. I just need to get us more drinks.” Before I know what I’m doing, I’m up and storming over to the bar, stopping right next to the guy who’s flirting with my man.
Levi’s smile slips when he sees me, and fuck me if that isn’t a punch to the gut. “What are you doing here?” Again, ouch.
“Well, hello to you, too.” I chuckle, leaning against the bartop.
“Sorry.” His cheeks turn an adorable shade of pink. “I’m just surprised to see you here.”
“The guys and I came for some drinks after practice. Our normal hangout spot is being renovated.”
“Oh.” Levi blinks, looking over my shoulder towards the table we’ve occupied.
“Hey, man.” I look down at the guy who is very obviously glaring up at me on his stool. Aww, poor guy is pissed I cock-blocked him. Good. He’s lucky I don’t knee him in said cock.
“Hi,” he grunts. “Do you mind? We were talking.”
“No. Not at all.” I chuckle. “Just came to see if I could order a tray of shots for the table.”
“Ah, yeah, of course.” Levi nods, pushing his glasses up his nose with his finger. Ugh, I just wanna bite this man. He’s so fucking sexy. How illegal would it be to bend him over the bartop and fuck him right here, right now?
“Awesome. Thanks, babe.” I wink. “Oh, before I leave...” Leaning over the bartop, I grab Levi by his work tie, tugging him forward. His eyes go wide with surprise before I crash my lips against his.
I’m unable to keep myself from growling possessively as I kiss him hungrily. It’s like an addict who hasn’t had his fix in a few days: a rush to the system and straight to my balls.
He tastes so fucking good.
Only hesitating for a moment, Levi kisses me back, letting me deepen the kiss. Our tongues tangle together, earning me asmall moan. Whistling behind me has me pulling away, smirking against his lips. “Missed you, baby,” I murmur. “Can’t keep hiding from me.” I suck his lower lip into my mouth and give it a little bite before I release it. “Come find me before your shift is done. We need to talk.”
Stepping away, I can’t help but grin in satisfaction at the flustered look on Levi’s face. When I walk away, I don’t go back to the table, but head in the direction of the bathroom instead. I’m so fucking hard, I need a moment.
