Levi Krause stands in the doorway, sweatpants hanging loosely from his hips and his tattooed chest on full display. With a smoldering gaze, he keeps on staring at you over a cup of coffee.

Riding his bike on his way home last night, Levi witnessed his brother shamelessly making out with someone who is not you.

If his brother can't worship you, then he would. You don't know how much he fancies you.

"Logan's not coming home. Wanna hang out with me? I'd take you on a ride around the city."