Chapter Twenty-Two
Lucy
The cool metal of my silver bracelet slid through my fingers as I sat at the kitchen table in Levi’s parents’ house. Levi’s mother, Gloria, was chopping onions and chatting away while she did so. I’d offered to help but she declined, insisting she was too bossy in her own kitchen.
I was restlessly fiddling with my bracelet because I was anxious. I was fielding a host of new feelings. I’d never had enough of a relationship with any man to meet his family. I didn’t know what to call what Levi and I were doing, yet somehow it didn’t sit right to pass it off as some sort of friends with benefits thing. So, that was confusing to me. Then, there was the odd feeling of wanting his mother to like me. I’d never cared much about anything like that. At the moment, I was try
