“I’ve got you, baby,” he says, bringing his hand to my face as his forehead dips to mine and he falls along with me.
After taking a shower, this time with our clothes off, I text the girls to tell them I need the day off, we care for Ellie’s needs, then fall back into the best sleep of my life. Sleeping with Levi is like having my own personal heated and weighted blanket. He wraps himself around me like he’s afraid I’ll disappear. Even in his sleep, he holds on as if he’ll never let go, and my heart swells. I’ve never had this before, and it feels like uncharted ground.
We wake and pick up right where we left off. By the end of the day, there isn’t a part of me that he hasn’t claimed as his own.
“I thought you were supposed to be sick,” I giggle as he nuzzles his nose into my neck, breathing me in as his beard tickles softly.
“Never been sick before, but whatever that was, I’m glad it didn’t last,” he says, then bites onto my shoulder.
“Ow!” I gasp, before laughing at his playfulness.
This is a side of him I’ve never seen, but it’s one I can get used to. Despite it being six in the evening, neither of us has been out of bed all day. Ellie snores at the foot of his king-sized bed, and I smile, inhaling a long breath of contentment. I run my fingers through the longer hair on top of Levi’s head as he rests his head on my chest. This makes sense to me. This feels right.
After my phone vibrates for the hundredth time, I reach for it.
“You making us Facebook official already?” Levi mumbles, eyes still closed.
“Are we official enough for Facebook?” I ask, half-teasing, but a part of me is still unsure of what this all means.
The look Levi casts me says it all. His head lifts, and he glares at me, his eyebrows raising before his chin dips down.
“Did I not make that perfectly clear when my head was between your—”
“Okay,” I cut him off, laughing. “I don’t know. I’m just making sure.”
The crease between his brows slowly disappears, and he watches me while I clear my notifications and see I have a few missed calls from Rory.
“I don’t mind making my point again,” he says, a lazy confidence in his gaze that makes my pulse stutter.
“Maybe later,” I promise, wiggling my brows.
He grins. “I kind of like it when your thorns aren’t out,Rose.”
“Oh, gosh, please no pet names,” I groan.
“Ah, come on. Just one,” he presses. “It’s so fitting.”
I stare at him, my jaw tight, my expression fixed in place.
“Fine,” he drawls, realizing I won’t budge.
Ellie’s head pops up as the sound of banging echoes through the house.
“What the hell is that?” I sit up in bed, listening as it happens again.
“Someone’s banging on the door.” Levi figures it out.
“That’s my door.” I realize. “I’ll be right back.”
I brush his lips with mine and step out of bed. He grabs my arm, pulling me to him and stealing one more kiss before I leave and open the front door.
“No freakin’ way.” Rory’s jaw drops as her eyes scan me from head to toe.
Heat rises to my cheeks. I forgot that all I’m wearing is one of Levi’s t-shirts.
“When, how? Oh man, I am so here for this.”
I can see Rory’s mind take off in several directions as she vibrates with excitement in front of me.
