Page 232 of K.I.N.: Karma Is Near

“Relax, Sam.”

“Nigga, move.”

Footsteps started coming up the stairs.

That finally made us separate.

I snatched my sweats back into place while Levin took one slow-ass step away from me like we hadn’t just been two seconds away from doing something neither one of us could take back.

Levin licked his finger like he just had fuckin ribs.

I looked at him.

Stuck.

The apartment door opened.

Xay walked in.

I was hot as fuck.

Face hot.

Chest hot.

Pussy still pulsating like it got a heartbeat..

Heart beating so hard I swore the nigga could probably hear it from the doorway.

Xay stepped inside and stopped.

His eyes landed on me first.

Then Levin.

“Lev?”

Levin looked at him.

“What up?”

“The fuck you doing here?”

But it was the way Xay said it.

Like he had a fucking problem with Levin being here all of a sudden.

My eyebrows pulled together.

Levin’s did too.

“Nigga, picking up YO son.”

That gave Xay pause.

I folded my arms.

“Yeah, stupid. You forgot Zion after I texted you.”