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Chapter Veintidós

A bright light teased my eyes as I tried covering them with my hands. I felt the cold sheets under my body as I turned on my side. Wait! What? My eyes snapped open and scanned my surroundings. Memories of last night rushed through my head. Levi and me. On the couch. Wait, I'm not on the couch!

I sat up on his bed brushing back my hair. Where is he? He carried me to his bed. How thoughtful. I looked outside and realized it was past breakfast time. Shot. My stomach growled and I yawned, stretching my body. The doorknob turned and I abruptly tried to hide myself. Where? Too late. The door opened and Levi stepped inside. Smiling and carrying a tray in his hand.

"I see you're finally awake, sleepyhead!", he closed the door behind him and walked over to me. Sitting down next to my feet he put the tray next to him on the bed.

"Breakfast in bed, huh?", I smirked and titled my head.

"You could say so. I have some work to do, so finish this and then you can take a shower."

He stood up making his way to the door again but stopped midway. His head turned back at me and he started walking back in my direction. What is he doing? Standing inches away from me he bent down to my level. I felt his soft lips pressed against my forehead.

"Be quick. We have a meeting in a few." With that, he closed the door behind.

In a few what? Minutes? Hours? Heck, it could be days! Dumbass.

I slowly sat up properly trying hard not to spill the morning tea which was placed on the tray. After devouring the breakfast and putting the tray aside I finally walked over to the bathroom. Stepping inside I took off my clothes. I placed them next to the sink and stepped into the shower. The cold water ran down my body. UH, shit! That's fucking cold! Turning the knob again, I adjusted the water to my desired temperature. Much better.

He was sitting back in his black leather chair behind his desk. His uniform was neatly pressed against his toned body. The way his biceps were turning me on as he was resting his elbows on the table. Focus! I opened the door another few feet and closed it behind me. My still somewhat wet hair drenching his grey T-Shirt.

This man only owns three colors: white, black, and grey!

My other T-Shirt was still in his bathroom near the sink. I walked over to his desk and took a seat.

"When is the meeting?"

He finally looked up while shuffling some papers in and out of some folders. Only then I realized how heavily covered his desk was with papers and folders!

"In 5.", he answered focusing on his papers once again.

"Then why are we still here? Shouldn't we go?"
I raised my brows in confusion.

"No." Why is he all of a sudden so quiet and cold again?

"Why?"

"You ask too many questions, (Y/n). The answer is simple: because the meeting is to take place in my office.", his gaze still not on me.

"Oh. I see."

"Is some-", before I could finish my sentence a gentle knock on the door got our attention.

Wait. A weird feeling was again to be felt in my stomach! I didn't go back to my room yesterday! Hanje. Uh. No. What will I tell her? Is that her? What will she think of me?

To be honest I was never a person that thought about "what will people think", but with people I cared and was close to... that was another case.