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after I listen for a moment, I decide
to make a run for it. I race for the closet without looking and immediately run
into a man I have never seen before. I scream in horror and he smirks at me in
amusement “Well, I thought this was going to go quite a lot differently but
this is a pleasant surprise!” he says with a Irish sounding lilt I can feel my
face redden and I begin to reach past him to the closet while muttering apologies
only to hear the bedroom door slam open and see Ephraim racing towards me.
    It all happens
before I know it, the man I presume to be Levi is grabbing me and pushing me
behind him for cover and Ephraim is charging towards him in anger, he quickly
pushes him out of the way and plasters himself against me, I would be relieved
but now I am even further from the closet and towels I am so desperately
wanting, my body is not visible anymore but I am acutely aware of the fact that
the only thing between myself and the most beautiful man I have ever seen is a
thin layer of his clothing and there is an Irishman that won’t stop laughing.
    Ephraim is the
first to speak, I can see his body relaxing and he laughs a full, laugh that
shakes his entire body “Ah, Levi, I can’t believe it’s you! I was looking
everywhere for you as soon as I got here but I just couldn’t find you, I was
worried the wild had finally gotten to you.” I feel slightly shocked, I have
seen angry Ephraim, scary Ephraim and maybe even smug, sarcastic Ephraim, but I
have never seen “bromance” Ephraim. The lightening of his mood is palpable.
“Ay, Brother. No need to worry about me here in my little corner, safe as can
be! I have been worried about you, out there chasing down the big bad wolf,
it’s been too long. But I can see you’ve had your hands full with other
things.” He nods to Ephraims arm that is protectively covering me and I feel
all the heat rise to my face both of them begin to laugh hardily and I seize
the opportunity to race and grab a towel and run to the bathroom.
    I decide the
best course of action is to dress myself and pretend like nothing happened, I
also make a mental note to never trust my awesome Nephilim sensing “gifts” ever
again. I dress myself completely and take as long as possible before going out,
my hair is almost fully dry and I smell something delicious cooking. I start
towards the living room and feel my cheeks beginning to redden again. I have
never felt so small or uncomfortable in my entire life. I try to get Sasha’s attention,
I realize the men are distracted messing with the fire and she is lapping up
all the attention she can get from Levi. She ignores me and as stupid as it is
I begin to feel jealous, for the first time ever I can see Levi’s face. He is
Ephraim’s opposite in every way, he has lines in his face from smiling, a
strong, pointy nose, dark blonde hair and light blue eyes, I even see a few
freckles, I never thought of freckles as attractive but on him it fits
perfectly. He is tan from the sun and has some stubble on his face. He is warm
and inviting and exciting. As I am taking everything in - I feel someone
watching me and notice Ephraim staring at me from the distance, he looks
dangerous, primal and perhaps something else, jealous? My heart stops beating for
a moment and my skin begins to flush, I instantly feel more relaxed and begin
to let go of my previous discomfort, usually when a man like that can’t take
his eyes off of you it makes you feel small or insignificant, but I can’t help
but feel more secure knowing I have his attention, and for the first time I am
clean and put together, my hair is not in tangles and my clothes fit me
perfectly.
    I hold my head
high and walk towards him in the living room. I click my tongue at Sasha and
once more she ignores more, I roll my eyes and stick my tongue out, Levi
catches the expression and begins to laugh “I don’t believe we have been
properly introduced, I’m Levi.” He reaches out his hand with a