All Chapters of Me, You and Forever : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

The day had stretched painfully long, filled with Iris’s constant hovering around Levi like a bee buzzing around its favorite flower. Kat tried to keep her head down, focus on her designs, and ignore the soft laughter that seemed to follow Iris everywhere she went. At her desk, Susie, Daya, and Gwen were huddled together, their voices low but their expressions anything but subtle. Daya leaned in, her eyes narrowing as she watched Iris hand Levi a file with a coy smile. "Do you think she’s capable of walking without swinging her hips like that? It’s like she’s auditioning for a commercial." Susie snorted, barely able to contain her laughter. "Forget her hips. Did you hear how she spoke in the meeting earlier? 'Oh, Levi, the app needs to be more romantic.' Who even says that in a professional setting?" Gwen, twirling a pen between her fingers, chimed in with mock sincerity. "Maybe she’s trying to 'manifest' romance into her own life. You know, by hanging onto the boss like he’s th

Levi leaned against the doorframe, his expression tight as Iris strolled into his house without waiting for an invitation. Her heels clicked confidently against the hardwood floor, her perfume trailing behind her like she owned the place. "Wow," she said, spinning slowly to take in the space. "So this is where the elusive Levi Hale unwinds. I have to say, it suits you." Her voice was smooth, laced with a flirtatious edge that made Levi’s jaw clench.He crossed his arms, standing firm near the door. "Iris, I thought we were meeting at the restaurant."Iris tilted her head, a coy smile playing on her lips. “I changed my mind. The restaurant felt so… impersonal. Don’t you think? I thought, why not something more intimate? You cooking for me, for instance." She placed her bag on the couch, brushing invisible lint off her designer dress as if to settle in for the evening.Levi’s brow furrowed, irritation already creeping into his expression. This was a far cry from the professional versio

“Kat, how are you?” Daya said coyly, leaning on Kat's desk. “Uhh… I'm okay, Daya.” Kat paused what she was doing and looked at Daya who was now blinking. “You've got something in your eye?”“No! No! There's actually something I want to ask you.” Daya stood straight, looking left and right.“What is it?” Curiosity got the best of Kat now. She hated being held in suspense so the moment anybody says ‘there’s something…”, you've got to spill it out. “It's about Rowland. You know… you mentioned him the last time we were talking… you remember?” Daya looked around again. “Sure I do. I'll be going to Valtara this weekend. What's up?”“Could you take me with you?” Daya asked quickly, holding Kat's hands. “Well, if you want to.” Kat gave a soft laugh. Daya was acting weird. She kept looking around as if she didn't want anyone to catch on to what they were talking about. Susie had gone out with Iris to meet with some clients.“I'll be leaving very early. I've got some errands to run.” Kat sa

Kat arrived home to the sweet smelling aroma of the food Levi was cooking. She had gone to sort out some things at her apartment that she would be taking to Valtara over the weekend. She had promised to bring some new clothes for Rosa as well as a gift for Rowland, her old boss. Kat settled the brown box she was carrying on the living room table and sank into the sofa. Her feet were aching and her stomach made angry sounds. “You're back!” Levi said with some excitement in his voice. He was holding a spoon and the bear patterned apron gave him the perfect look of a chef. “Yup! I guess the aroma didn't let you hear when I got in.” Kat joked, sitting upright. “So how was your apartment?” “Normal. Thankfully I didn't get a pet.”“You'd bring it here. You gonna leave it locked in there paying the bills or what?”“Why didn't I think of that?” Kat replied, feigning to think.“Woman, you're very heartless.”“That's why I could get this far.” Kat chuckled and got up to carry the box upsta

Kat’s plans had not included a showdown with Iris. Yet here she was, perched on the edge of a café chair across from the drama queen herself, who sat like she owned the place, sipping a latte with all the grace of a Bond villain plotting world domination. Kat’s fingers tightened around her coffee cup as Iris delivered her opening line with a smile sharp enough to cut glass. “Kat, darling, I’m going to cut right to the chase. We need to talk about Levi.” Kat blinked, then groaned internally. Here we go. She should have known that agreeing to meet Iris was like signing up for emotional dodgeball—only the balls were flaming and aimed at her head. “What about Levi?” Kat asked carefully, keeping her tone light, even though her heart was doing an unplanned cardio session. Iris leaned in, her perfectly manicured nails drumming on the table with a rhythmic tap-tap-tap. “Oh, don’t play dumb with me,” she purred. “I see how he looks at you. It’s cute, really, but let’s not pretend you d