“Yes, I want to see their reactions.”
“Okay.” He reaches for his phone, and I lie back down on his chest, moving my hand to the bottom of his stomach near the waistband of his briefs.
I watch him pull up a text thread, and he starts typing.
Levi:ALERT. ALERT! Update.
He presses send and then leaves it at that.
“That’s how you’re going to open a text message?” I ask.
“They like the dramatics,” he says just as his phone starts buzzing. Together, we read the texts.
Blakely:Oh God, what now?
Penny:I don’t think I can handle any more alerts from you.
Ollie:Did you choke her, and it didn’t go over well?
I snort at that one.
Winnie:Please tell me you didn’t slip and accidentally penetrate her. Was she a willing participant?
“Oh my God,” I say on a laugh. “Are they always like this?”
“Always,” he says as he texts back.
Levi:I took her to a club, watched her feel up another woman, and then she told me not to fuck the woman she was feeling up, and then bam, my dick was inside her.
“Jesus, Levi,” I say.
“What? It’s a good summary,” he says.
“It’s confusing.”
“How so?”
His phone buzzes.
Penny:Wait, what kind of club?
Ollie:That’s what you’re asking? What kind of club? I want to know where his dick went. Did you put it in the girl who was felt up, or the girl you’ve cried over at night?
I let out a roar of a laugh as Levi’s chest rumbles with mirth as well.
Winnie:Please don’t let it be the felt-up girl. This will be a huge setback.
Blakely:I will be so sick if it’s the felt-up girl.
“Told you it would be confusing,” I say.
“It’s all part of keeping them begging for more information,” he says in a maniacal way as he texts them back.
Levi:**Drum Roll** My dick was inside Wylie. I made her scream my name, then I came all over her ass.
“Oh my God, Levi.” I swat at his chest playfully. “I can’t believe you said that.”
“They’ll love it. Just watch.”