"Oh my god. Is that him?" She peeked out the window."Yes. What are you doing?" Panting." Angie let out a purr. "He's delicious."Megan rolled her eyes ...nd sighed. "Come on, Angie." She reached for the doorknob and saw Kelly walking toward the truck. He was wearing shorts and a muscle shirt, which made her silently echo her friend's thought of delicious."Prude," Angie chided as the door opened. She walked out ahead and waved to Kelly, who waved back, looking more than a little confused."Get in. "Sorry," he said, nervously breaking the silence, as they reached the vehicle and his mother looked up and her son. "It was a stupid thing to do." Yeah," his father said gruffly. "First the magazines, then the peeping at girls and then flashing yourself to every Tom, Dick and Harry." He grabbed his son by his collar and pushed him against the dark green car. "What's wrong with you, man? Aren't girls like Dannielle enough for you? It's that studying, it's just not natural for us Fox's. You need. I can still see her reflection. She pauses to wipe the sweat from her face. From her neck. From her chest. She arches her back to stretch.Oh, Christ.I need a very cold shower. I need a fucking ice bath. I need a very strong drink but I don't do that anymore. Not since Ted found me and gave me a little self respect.Which is why I can't touch her, can't think about her, can't look at LaTonya without thinking about Ted. She's his. Period. End statement.I head for the locker room. It's got to be my. My name is Levi Harper.” I was glad he had introduced himself. I was in no state of mind to have asked his name. “Pleasure,” I said a little too formally for the position we were in, bowing my head with the same grace. The smile on Levi’s face stretched even wider as if he were enjoying a private joke. “Is it, Nora?” the way he said my name, drawing out the rumbling “r” and sighing the “a”, stirred something in me and made my head feel lighter than it already was. I smiled a little.