Levi pulled away gently, brushing her hair behind her ear with a brother’s quiet affection. But then his expression turned serious again.
“But what does any of this have to do with Reagan?” he asked, giving her a pointed look. “How do you even know him?”
Lara sighed inwardly. She’d hoped he’d dropped that topic, but clearly, Levi wasn’t going to let it slide.
“He’s Duke’s boss,” she said simply. “That’s how I met him.”
Levi narrowed his eyes. “That’s it?” he pressed. “Nothing else going on between the two of you?”
“Yes,” she replied quickly, eyes not quite meeting his. “There’s nothing else between us. We’re just… friends.”
Or something like it, she added silently.
There was no way she was telling him about the fake dating arrangement. Her brother would flip.
Levi studied her, eye
