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“Levin.”

“What?”

“Move.”

“You got all this space.”

“And you’re standing exactly where I need to be.”

Lev looked down at her.

Then that nigga smiled.

Not even a full smile.

One of them little slick-ass smirks.

Sam looked at him for a second before she sucked her teeth.

“You’re irritating.”

“Been hearing that all day.”

“Probably because it’s true.”

He finally moved.

Sam grabbed whatever she was reaching for and walked away.

I watched her.

Then looked at Lev.

He took a sip of his drink like nothing happened.

For some reason, I kept looking at him for another second.

Something about that little exchange⁠—

Nah.

I shook that shit off immediately.

That was my brother.

That was my wife.

Plus Lev was irritating as fuck. Sam probably wanted to smack the shit out of him.

“Baby.”

I turned.

Sam was coming toward me now.

“What?”

“You drinking that?”