Chapter 8- The Hunt Is On

Levi’s POV

One week. It has been one whole week and I can’t seem to get Jamari out of my head. That kiss that we shared was not enough to satiate the hunger that I feel for her.

Countless times I wanted to go to her, just to see her and touch her. But I had to control this urge so I didn’t scare her away. Not that she seemed scared when she was in my arms, kissing me.

I feel a grin tug up the corners of my lips at the memory of her in my arms.

“Thinking about Jamari again?” I hear Ruth snicker from beside me.

“She must have really made an impression on you for you to remember her name.” I tease her. “It’s not like you to remember the names of, well…anyone really.” I chuckle.

Ruth rolls her eyes and sits herself in the chair in front of my desk, putting her feet criss cross style atop my desk. I would yell at her for the disrespect but I would only get a dagger chucked at my head again.

As fun as our back and forths are, I am anxious to hear the news she has brought me about