And Levi most definitely had. Hand to God, yes.
Sex with a straight guy—definitely the way to go. Especially this straight guy, because, much to her surprise, he hadn’t just been hot and, er, competent, he’d been...sweet. There was really no other word for it. And Levi Cooper with ruddy cheeks and sweaty hair and beautiful arms, asking her if she liked what he was doing...crikey! She was getting turned on just thinking about it.
Time to go. Blue needed a walk before she jumped Levi again. She pulled on some clothes, then slipped out of the bedroom with Blue. Realized she was grinning. Kinda felt like skipping.
She set up the coffeepot and turned it on, then grabbed Blue’s leash, causing her dog to freeze in wonder before springing for the door. “Yes! We are taking a walk! I know! It’s so exciting, isn’t it?” she whispered (because she had a beautiful man sleeping in her bed, had she mentioned that?). She opened the door and Blue bounded out, whimpering in excitement.
Sarah Cooper was standing in the hallway.
“Do you know where my brother is?” Sarah blurted, her face creased with worry.
“Oh, honey, yes, I do. He’s, uh...he’s in there.” Faith nodded back at her place.
“I called him last night, but he didn’t pick up,” she said.
“Shoot. I— He’s...sleeping.”
Sarah’s expression changed from worried to astonished. “Holy heck,” she said. “Did you guys do it? Are you sleeping together?”
“Um...maybe your brother should answer that.”
“You are! You’re doing my brother. OMG, where’s my phone? I have to tweet this.”
“Calm down, Sarah,” came Levi’s voice. The man himself came out of her apartment, his dress shirt untucked. “If you tweet this, you’re dead.”
“Dude, I’m completely supportive. Faith is much nicer than G.I. Jane. I approve.”
“Super,” Levi said. Faith smiled at Sarah, grateful. Always good to have family on your side.
Levi tucked in his shirt. Too bad. He looked better naked. “What are you doing home, anyway?” he asked his sister.
Sarah’s eyes widened. “Levi! This was the weekend you allowed me to come back, remember? The weekend I wasn’t forbidden to come.”
Levi took a short breath, held it, and then said, “Right. So get inside and stop bothering Faith. I’ll be right there.”
“I’m not bothering her,” Sarah said. “We’re bonding. In case I’m gonna be an aunt sometime soon.”
“Sarah. Go. Inside. Now.” There was a fascinating knot in his jaw. His sister obeyed, pulling a face at Faith as the door closed.
“Don’t be mad at her,” Faith said.
“I’m not,” he said. Jamming his hands in his pockets and ignoring Blue’s whimpers of adoration, Levi finally looked at her. “Hi,” he said, his voice just a soft scrape.
A two-letter word, and she was a mushy puddle. “Hi,” she whispered.
“How are you?” he asked.
“Fine. How are you?”
His eyes dropped to her mouth. “Also fine. But I have to go.” He looked as somber as somber got.
“Okay.”
“I’ll see you.”
“Yes. As we live not too far from each other.” She bit down on a smile.
“Right.” Only then did he seem to realize she was joking, which he acknowledged with a raised eyebrow. Then he grabbed her, eliciting a squeak, and gave her a hard, fierce kiss, and before she could even respond, let her go. “See you around, neighbor.”
With that, he was gone.
* * *
“YOU HOT BITCH,” Colleen breathed the next evening, her eyes full of admiration. “You slept with Levi Cooper? Get outta town! Tell me everything. How many times did you—”
“Okay, whoa. Easy, girl.” Faith sat back in her seat at O’Rourke’s, which had just opened. She hadn’t seen Levi since The Night, though she’d smelled chocolate again at three this morning. Today, though, his car wasn’t at the station or in back of the Opera House, so she assumed he’d driven his sister back to school. Not that she was stalking, though, yes, she had just followed Sarah Cooper on Twitter.
“I want every detail,” Colleen said. “You owe it to me. My friend got it on! I’m so happy!”
“Yay! But could you just lower your voice a teensy bit? That’d be great.”
“No one’s here, pet.”
“Your brother might come in any second.”
“He doesn’t count. Right, Connor?”
“That’s right.” Connor appeared from the kitchen. “Hi, Faith. Glad you’re getting some.”
“Thanks, Con. And thank you, Colleen, for not telling me your brother was lurking.”
“What color dress should I pick out for the wedding?” Colleen asked. “You definitely owe me another gig as maid of honor, since Jeremy ripped me off the first time.”
“You know what? He’s the—” Faith looked around (the early crowd was trickling in) and lowered her voice to a whisper. “He’s only the second man I’ve slept with. So let’s just slow things down.”
“I know he’s the second,” Colleen said. “That’s my fault. I regret buying you adult toys.”
“Shh! Come on! I don’t want your brother to know all this stuff!”
“Well, it’s true,” her friend said, taking a long pull of coffee. “I’m sure you would’ve gotten laid long before now. Three years is too long.”
“I’d have to agree there, Faithie,” Connor called.
“You two. What a team.” Ah, well. It was just Coll and Con, the two-for-one special.
“So how was it?” Colleen asked.
“I’m only telling you if you keep your voice down.”
“Fine,” Colleen whispered. “How’s this?”
Faith smiled. “It was...” She smiled. “It was amazing.”
“Yes! This is great! Con, it was amazing.”
“Yay.”
Colleen sighed happily. “So, are you engaged, are you dating, or was this a one-time bang-a-palooza, never
