Good.
Really fucking good.
I immediately corrected myself.
That was my husband’s brother.
Fine or not.
“Morning,” he said.
“It’s almost eleven.”
“That’s morning.”
“For people without children.”
His mouth pulled into a small smile.
I stepped aside.
“Come in.”
He walked past me, then stopped.
His eyes dropped.
I followed them.
Serenity was still nursing.
“Oh.”
I pulled my shirt farther over her head.
“Don’t be weird.”
“I ain’t being weird.”
“You looked.”
“I looked at the baby.”
“You got eyes. Look somewhere else.”
Levin laughed under his breath and kept walking.
“Where Xay at?”
I shut the door behind him.
“Sleep.”
He stopped.
Turned around.
“Sleep?”