Levi sighed and snaked his arm out from under Amber. "Bitch slept on my arm all night. Now it's f**king sore," he muttered, but April stayed asleep. Levi stood up, pulling his boxers up to his hips.
"Hey honey," Ashley whispered. Levi guessed she thought it was a seductive voice.
"Where'd you put my pants?" Levi replied instead. He usually made it a point to ignore them after they'd served their purpose, but he wanted to leave, the sooner the better, and he was taking all of the clothes he'd brought in back with him.
"Hm? They're on the dresser," she said, yawning and smiling at him.
He grabbed his pants and pulled them up, taking the time to actually unzip, rezip, and button instead of giving her the satisfaction of seeing him jump up a few times until they rested just below his hips.
Levi paused before spotting his shirt under the bed, but as he reached for it, he jumped back.
"What's wrong?" Alexa asked. "Something under there?"
"Yes, something is f**king under there. When's the last time you swept the floor? It's a f**king dessert of dust. How are you not allergic by this point? It's disgusting."
Abby gave him a little pouty face. "I'm sorry, Levi." She patted the mattress next to her. "Come back to bed. Please? I had fun last night. We could do it again..."
"If I'd known how dirty your room was, I wouldn't have f**ked you in the first place," Levi snapped, hand on the doorknob.
"But what about your shirt?" Allison asked, vaguely concerned.
"Keep it," Levi growled before leaving and slamming the door behind him.
As he walked shirtless down the hallway of her apartment building, he paused by the small mail cubicles.
301. Astrid Grevis.
So it had been Astrid.
He pulled out his phone as he exited the building and searched for recent contacts, finding Astrid's name and quickly blocking her number. Task completed, he slid the phone back into the back pocket of his jeans and started to walk back to his place.