Levi's POV
"You're kidding, right?" she asks, propping herself up on her elbow.
I lift my brows. "Do I sound like I'm kidding?"
She studies me, then shakes her head. "No… but you must be."
"I’m not." My voice is steady. "I’m dead serious. We could make him regret hurting you. Nothing too crazy—just enough to teach him a lesson. So he knows not to lay hands on women."
She looks at me like I've lost it, then hums and lays back on my chest.
My fingers drift lightly along her neck. I love the way she shivers at my touch.
"Just a little scare, Hailey," I murmur.
For some reason, getting back at him feels more important to me than it should. Just the thought of letting him get away with it, and him thinking he won't face the consequences of his actions, annoys me.
In a way, Hailey's
