Chapter 47

I was poking my head around, looking left and right before glancing at Levi and asking, “Where’s Marcus?”

“He left already.” Levi seemed genuinely puzzled by my question about Marcus. “Why? Do you need to talk to him about something I shouldn’t know?”

“What are you doing here?” I replied, ignoring his question about Marcus.

Levi sighed. My response to seeing him at the door certainly bothered him. “Can I come in, please? My hands are full.” He lifted one arm, carrying a paper bag with wine. “What have I done this time to deserve your snappy attitude?” He grumbled without looking at me.

I followed him to the kitchen because I couldn’t kick him out with a silly excuse. He had a right to do whatever he pleased on his balcony. He rented that building. “I cooked your favorite dish,” he said, uncovering the plate and showing it to me. 

His smile made me wonder why he showed up without telling me beforehand, let alone bringing my favorite food. When did he co