Inappropriate Conduct
he called out, loud enough for a few nearby colleagues to glance over.
Avery flipped him off affectionately, laughing under her breath. Levi just smiled—easy, relaxed, the kind of smile that reached his eyes.
They rode the elevator up together: Jamie, Julian, Avery, and Levi. The space felt smaller than usual, charged with unspoken awareness. No one said anything about the joined hands between Avery and Levi. But Julian’s eyes flicked down once, noting the connection, then back up. The corner of his mouth twitched in quiet approval, a subtle nod of support that meant more than words.