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He still hadn’t left.

Finally, I couldn’t take it.

“Nigga, you really gone stand there like nothing happened?”

Levin looked at me.

“What happened?”

I froze.

This motherfucker.

I sucked my teeth.

“Man, bye.”

I turned to walk away.

His hand closed around my wrist.

The toys slipped from my hand and scattered across the floor.

“Levin—”

He pulled me back toward him.

I should’ve moved.

Should’ve snatched my arm away.

Should’ve told him to get the fuck out of my house.

Instead, I stood there staring at him.

His eyes dropped to my mouth.

Then came back up.

“You want me to talk about it now?”

My heart started beating harder.

“You’re the one acting like it ain’t happen.”

“You wanted me to call you?”

“No.”

“Text you?”

“No.”

“Then what you mad about?”

“I ain’t mad.”

He chuckled.