“I swear, Clea, I have no clue what happened,” he muttered, though his eyes shot to Mack and said the exact opposite. He was attracted to Mack and hadn't been willing to fight him.
“Piss off, before I smash your face in,” Levi snapped. He'd tipped over the edge and the guy was lucky to get away untouched. Well, at least by him.
The guy nodded and walked away, dragging what seemed to be his girlfriend and her friend with him.
Levi caught him looking back and heard his girlfriend warning him he wasn't getting sex tonight, but he didn't care. Hedidcare that Mack had just grabbed some random loser off the street and snogged them in front of him.
“The same goes for you,” he told Mack.
Levi was fed up. He couldn't handle this anymore; everything was simpler when they were just friends. He should have kept his feelings better hidden, so that Mack could never find out. He should have had his head screwed on straight and focused more on Tam than himself.
He had dropped his cigarette the moment Mack kissed him, so he left it in the puddle it had landed in and headed back to campus. He didn't want to see Mack right now or possibly ever again, so he was going back to his room and he was going to find some way to make this bearable.
Mack was Casen's twin; he couldn't just tell his best friend and Tam's husband that he never wanted to see Mack again. Unless Mack chose to stay away by choice, he was stuck. Worse still, stuck with his best friend thinking that he and Mack were best friends. He wasn't sure life could get much worse, right now.
