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Chapter 11

Levi

The last thing I needed in my life was having to move out of my apartment. Even temporarily.

I’m not at all surprised that the plumbing went to shit. The apartment building is old, and the previous owners couldn’t have cared less about the conditions of the place as long as they got their rent money.

However, the new owners, the ones who just bought the place a few months ago, sure got the shitty end of the stick. Now they have to pay to fix the place up or demo the whole property. Thankfully, they are fixing the place up.

My rental insurance is paying my rent for a place to stay until everything is fixed, but unfortunately, I couldn’t find a new place on such short notice, so I was forced to move back in with my parents until I do.

It’s not that I hate staying with my parents, honestly, getting to spend more time with them would be nice. It’s the fact that my mom is highly allergic to cats, and she said Snicklefritz couldn’t come with me.

When I threatened to live in my car because I wasn’t going to leave my boy with strangers, and boarding an animal isn’t cheap, she agreed to let him stay in the garage.

And because the idea of my poor baby being in a strange new place alone, I decided to sleep in the garage too. Thank god it’s spring, otherwise I’d have frozen to death by now.

Moving isn’t easy or fun. It’s time-consuming, and time isn’t something I have a lot of, so I had to spend my whole day off packing most of my things so that my brother and dad could come grab them on Sunday.

What I should have been doing tonight was looking online for rooms for rent listings, because the quicker I can find a place, the better, but I ended up taking one of the serving shifts.

I’ve been working on saying no when being asked to cover, and I was going to turn her down, but she told me no one else was available and her kid was really sick. Sick to the point she had to take him into the hospital.

I couldn’t say no to that. If I did, the guilt would have eaten me alive. So, I agreed to take her shift. It wasn't all bad. She told me she would give me her tips for the rest of her shifts this week. I did, however, try to turn that down, but she went all mama bear on me, and I didn’t know how to say no. So, it all worked out?

Either way, my feet are killing me, I’m tired, hungry, and just want to go to bed. Then I remember my bed is in a musty garage, making me feel even worse.

Doesn’t help that I’ve had this iffy feeling all night. One of the tables I was serving tonight had a few guys who were hitting on me. Nothing serious, but one of them did come on a little stronger. At first, I thought he was just friendly, but then he kept trying to talk to me every time I brought something over to their table.

He was nice, not too bad looking, honestly, he would have been my type. If I were single.

And I am single. But I don’t feel single?

Ugh. The whole thing is confusing and had me feeling guilty like I was somehow cheating on Austin by just talking to the guy and laughing at a few funny things he said.

Only, it’s not cheating because we’re not actually together. But the whole world thinks we are.

My brain hurts just thinking about it.

It was when the guy gave me his number that I had to hand that table off to one of the other girls, no longer comfortable going over there.

“I’m heading out,” I call out to Eddie, my boss, who’s in his office doing paperwork.

“Wait up.” He calls back. I pause as he makes his way out to the front of the bar. “One of the girls saw this. They said to give it to you. Said something about you needing a place to stay?” he holds out a piece of paper.

Brow furrowed, I take it from him and look it over.

It’s a flyer for a room for rent.

My eyes widen as I continue to read. Holy shit. This is perfect. Exactly what I was looking for. The room comes fully furnished, it’s close to the school, not that it matters because I have my car. But still.

And the rent is cheaper than what I was paying with Cole.

But the thing that has me sold is that it’s pet-friendly.

“Thanks.” I smile at Eddie. “This is amazing. I’ll have to give him a call tomorrow.”

“Awesome. Glad this could help. See you Thursday.”