The room Levi and Mike occupied was spacious, with a bed she guessed to be a king-size—large enough to fit several people. A wide veranda opened through a sliding glass door, and like the rest of the house, the furnishings were antique. Curious, Levi stepped out onto the veranda. The moment she slid the door open, the sea stretched before her eyes. A cool breeze swept in, carrying the crisp scent of salt and waves. She closed her eyes, savoring the refreshing air, a small smile tugging at her lips before she turned back inside. But Mike was nowhere in sight. Frowning, Levi glanced around until her gaze landed on the bed. There he was, sprawled out and already making himself comfortable. “Don’t tell me I’m sleeping on the floor. Where exactly do you expect me to stay?” she demanded, hands planted firmly on her hips. “I’m tired, Levi. Just give me a minute to relax,” Mike groaned, turning on his side and hugging a pillow. Levi rolled her eyes, about to snap back, when a knock came
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