Chapter 156

I jerked my arm away. "I only need him for actual threats, not annoying unwanted attention."

Levi stepped back, his face closed-down. "Let me know what you learn about Samuels."

He headed for the hallway.

Great. Sayonara, asshole.

My comfort zone urged me let him go. Levi, with his talented lips, his reasonable explanations, his wry humor, and his way of understanding me like no one else did, was anything but comfortable.

There were ten feet to go before he reached the door, and a finality in the set of his shoulders to him crossing that threshold.

He'd changed the shape of me, but I'd changed him, too. He was the one man I'd relished standing toe-to-toe with, but could the very thing I liked most about us turn into a crushing weight that we wouldn't survive?

Five feet.

What if he hadn't let go of his emotions around me being here with Rafael that easily and I was letting him walk out without verifying it?

I bit my lip.

Three feet.