Chapter 93 Filthy Brother

• LACEY Pov::
• The club is a whirlwind of hazy music and blurry lights, and I can’t concentrate on any of it except the man whose arm is around my waist as he drags us off the dance floor and into the bathroom.
• I’ve had one single cocktail that was more fruit juice than it was alcohol, so I’m entirely sober, but dammit I’m drunk off Levi’s kisses. I’m dizzy and floaty with lust and relief as Levi’s big, strong hands grip my thighs when I part them. My hands cling to the edge of the counter, every raspy, desire-soaked word he groans sending me spinning into sparkly bliss.