Lydia's POV
Levi and I walk upstairs after I confirm that Grace had calmed down. She returns back to her position on the couch in our hall, resuming the movie which plays on softer volume.
"Come in," I hold the door open for my room and Levi walks in before me. He's wearing a grey hoodie and black track pants. He had probably gone out for a little jog before coming back to his apartment, and had a change of mind. It's late in the night too. As he passes by, I shamelessly take a whiff of his cologne which has become familiar to my senses. Nonetheless, I couldn't help but let vulgar thoughts breach my head.
"What did you want to talk about?" I ask him, we are seated on my bed as the lights are put on dim as per his request.