“I bet you want to play for Buffalo.” I giggle at him.
“Ha, no actually. I was invited this past summer to Pittsburgh to try out at their training camp, and they’ve been communicating with me all year about possibly entering the draft.” I can’t believe it. Pittsburgh is my team, my favorite NHL team, and to think Levi Carr might play there is something I am not going to get over anytime soon.
“The Pittsburgh Penguins?” I need to clarify that I heard him correctly.
“Shocked, right? My mother was from Pittsburgh, and she loved them more than anyone I know. So, it’s just fitting for me to go there and they might be my favorite team too.” Well, this night is just filled with surprises.
“Why is it that people don’t see this side of Levi more often?” I’m almost afraid of his answer when he turns to look at me.
“You want the truth, right?”
I nod.
“Because I don’t let people into my life. It’s very hard for me to trust people.”
“Why are you telling me then? You don’t know me at all.”
“Honestly, I don’t know. It wasn’t my plan to tell you, but I did, and now you know.” I’m not sure how to reply to that statement. I don’t know why Levi is trusting me, but I know I’ll never tell anyone.
“Thank you, Levi. Thank you for trusting me.” What I am about to do is going to change the whole evening, but it feels right to do it. Levi has just opened up to me, and I can’t believe this side of him that I am seeing.
I put my hand on his thigh and lean closer to him. I am mere inches from his lips when I hear his breath catch. I instinctively lick my lips, and I see Levi’s eyes drop to my lips. He puts his hand on my cheek and closes the gap between us. His soft lips cover mine, and I’m sure that I can’t breathe. I run my hands up his chest as I open my mouth to deepen our kiss. Levi drops his hands to my waist and pulls me closer to him. I push my hands through his hair and finally rest them around his neck.
I don’t know how long we are kissing, but when we finally pull apart, my lips are swollen, and I’m not cold anymore. I notice that Levi is breathing as heavy as I am.
“Was that in your plan tonight?” I grin at him breaking the silence.
“It was tentatively part of my plan.” We both laugh. “Come on.” We head out of the rink. Levi locks up, and we go back to his SUV. He is holding my hand the whole time, and it feels like my hand is meant to be there. We don’t really say anything as he drives back to my car.
“The date’s over?” I’m trying not to sound sad when I realize we are at my car, but I am.
“Not over, just to be continued.” He walks me over to my car and gives me a sweet kiss. It still makes my knees weak, but it’s shorter than our last kiss.
“You need to give me your cell number so we can start sexting each other.” He gives me one of his crooked grins.
“Oh. Eem. Gee.” I roll my eyes, because the cocky Levi is making his appearance again.
“Yes, I can make you say that too.” I glare at him. I know that I should just give it to him, and I do. My phone beeps and I look down at the display to see a text message from Levi that says:Nice Ass.
“What just happened to sweet Levi that I met tonight?”
“He’s still there, but I need to give you something to think about tonight.” He gives me one more kiss. “Text me when you get home.”
I nod and get into my car. On my drive home, I’m thinking about Levi’s lips and everything he told me. He is nothing like my brother described. Maybe I’ve been wrong all along.
When I get to my apartment, I text Levi. His reply is to keep Wednesday night open for the continuation of our date, and I can’t wait.
Chapter Five
Levi
Tonight definitely didn’t turn out at all like I thought it would. It wasn’t but a few hours ago that my plans were to take Sunny out and then sleep with her afterwards. The Sunny Plan was shot all to hell when Presley ran out of the theater. Sunny was so pissed too. It doesn’t matter though. She will get over it. Presley wasn’t exactly subtle about it so it was hard to miss her quick exit. And then she actually showed up at the diner with those killer boots and an outfit that hugged her in all the right places. Things went down even weirder after that.
I didn’t plan to tell her anything about my mom, but she brought it up after I asked about her parents. I guess I should have thought that one through. Let’s not forget that I was actually honest with her and part of me felt like an idiot for it, but a larger, happier part of me was glad I did. I earned myself one hell of a kiss.
The guys are already in their rooms when I walk into our apartment. It’s late, but I’m not tired at all. My mind is already in overdrive for tomorrow when my date with Presley will resume. A date. I’m tempted to laugh at the absurdity of it. Who knew that McCarthy would ever have a sister, much less a sister like Presley? I haven’t exactly given up on my original plan, but that’s not my main focus anymore. I want to find out what makes Smarty tick, what drives her insane, and what’s underneath that feisty exterior she shows everyone.
It’s not that I’m dying to find out. Well, not really. I’m curious, though and curiosity drives me to do crazy things sometimes. Like tackle the girl that is Presley McCarthy.