Chapter 17

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Levi Knight was reluctant to let me move back in. He was... until I reminded him that Travis would be my alternative and I also casually reminded him of his rap sheet.


It is not a forever solution of course but it was a start. He was giving me the time I needed to find a job and an affordable apartment.


Until I moved out, I planned on making things as entertaining for Levi as possible. Since----he's openly admitted how his life as never been so 'colorful'.


Levi came storming out of the bathroom. "What is this?" he asked, holding up a bra.


I pursed my lips together then broke out into a sly smile. I told him when I first moved in that I like to hang out my delicates to dry. "It's commonly known as a bra, Levi. The thing you're standing on is the floor and I could be wrong but—" I pointed to his shoe, "that is definitely toilet paper."


Levi looked down at his feet and picked off the toilet paper. "Funny," he said, chucking the bra at me. "You can't just leave your 'special' clothing in the washroom for the world to see, Maisie. What if I had people over? What would they think?"


"Well those 'friends' I would hope would say, wow, Levi's actually get laid or a girl is over and she's air drying her bra."


"This isn't funny."


"Dude, chill, I don't see what the big deal is. I can't wash or dry my bra's in the machine. They have a tag that says delicate for a reason."


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"Fine but will you at least hang your stuff elsewhere? Something not in plain sight.," he requested.


"Sure Levi I will, but only because my delicates make you so uncomfortable."


"They do not."


"Then we shouldn't be having this problem," I said, "But I will hang them elsewhere since you asked so nicely."


Levi let out a long sigh, "Thank you."


No, thank you Levi!


I think this girl has found a way to entertain herself.


Oh I was plotting something real big!


If only Levi owned a few board games we wouldn't be having this issue.


His pain shall be my gain.


I selected the tightest bra and the smallest shorts I owned.


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