“He told me you knew that I was . . . interested. That I was making you uncomfortable. That you found me unpleasant.” Levi’s throat works. “He asked me to avoid you as much as I could. And I did. In a way, it was easier.” “Easier?” He shrugs with a self-deprecating smile. “Just . . . wanting and not having, it can get unbearable. Quickly so.”
