I Have An Objection! [ Levi x OC ] [ Moderate Editing ]

Ch. 22: The Ackerman-Westbrook Intervention Pt. One

True to his word, and much to our suprise, Reiner fulfilled his vow to spend time with Levi. Although his impromptu announcement and abrupt urgency to become friends with Levi was most likely a ploy to badger him with relationship questions, the raven-haired male returned from the endeavor surprisingly thrilled and without a hint of displeasure in his system. In fact, Levi was quite taken to the blond male, and enjoyed chatting with him over a few drinks.

Everything was settling down again, back to a steady simmer that blended in nicely with the upcoming events. The pace at Brightfield was at an even rhythm, which gave Levi and I more time at home instead of the usual morning to night routine we were pitching before. Mira, as always, was down in the dumps considering her failure at nabbing a decent boyfriend, but that soon passed when piles of work from Erwin were stacked upon her desk each morning.

Phil was seen wandering the expansive halls from time to time on his free afternoons after his classes, and it was a pleasure to speak with him when I had the chance. His bubbly personality brightened my day, and his gushing and fawning over Levi never seemed to dwindle. The boy always had an affinity for Levi and the way he handled his cases, the latter being a sole motivation in Phil's goal of becoming a lawyer. He was a sweet and nurturing character, and it saddened me whenever he would have to depart, seeing as though our partnership as supervisor and assistant was now but a thing of the past.

Domestic qualities were improving at the apartment as well, and things were back on the right track concerning Levi and I. With our sins spilled and worries forgotten, our relationship had never been better, and our intimacy as a couple was at its peak. Considering Thanksgiving was less than a week away, we remained patient with the days, filling our hours at home either packing, cleaning, or simply indulging in each other's company.

"Levi, I think we should go to the bookstore this weekend," I announced in the living room as I was tidying up the remainder of the closed space.

"Hah?" the said male squawked from the couch when I stood on the opposite end of the coffee table, hands on my hips and expression determined.

"I said, I want to go to the bookstore with you," I repeated, relaxing my body position and strolling over to sit on the settee beside him.

"For what reason?" he asked, a bored look in his stormy hues as he curved his head to speak to me.

"I've been meaning to purchase this acclaimed novel," I explained, my right index raised in a clarifying manner. "It's gotten positive reviews from what I hear online, and the plot seems interesting enough. C'mon, Levi, I'm going to need some reading material on the flight, and going to the bookstore wouldn't hurt either of us in the slightest."

Batting my lashes innocently and gazing at Levi with pleading eyes, I scooted closer to the grouchy male, my left thigh pressed to his right when I found our distance appropriate.

"Let's go shopping together," I cooed, invading Levi's personal space inch by inch and linking my arms around his, much to his dismay. "We haven't done it in a while, and we could use the bonding time, considering the whirlwind we've endured this past month alone."

"We spend enough time at home and at work," Levi rebuffed with a indignant grunt. "If you want to go so badly, I'll loan you the keys to my car and you can get whatever it is you so desperately need."

"Oh . . . I see now," I whimpered, loosening my grip on his arm. "You're ashamed to be with me in public . . . "

"That is a fallacy if I ever heard one!" Levi argued, his cheeks stained a vehement shade of pink. "You know damn well I adore having you at my side wherever I go!"

"So, I'm just a trophy girlfriend then?" I questioned, my lips quivering as I stared a the raven-haired male's rainy irises.

"Roxanne, stop twisting my words!" Levi answered, flustered.