Ever since we got out of the bathroom, Levi's stuck to my side like a fucking pest. To others outside, it may look sweet, but I know he's doing it because he's jealous —wrongfully so— and doesn't want me to get the chance to talk to any guy again. 

And I'm not just saying this as an assumption. I'm saying it because it's happened. More than once. 

Every time a guy approached me, he went all macho man on him. He even managed to chase off one of my colleagues who'd just come to say hi. And if you think that was embarrassing, you should've seen the way he made...