I laughed bitterly, dumping the rest of the bottle into my glass. "Your alibi."

"I didn't sleep with Mayan," he said. "We ended up talking late into the night and she'd had wine so she slept in the guest room."

Levi and I weren't exclusive. I could have slept with a dozen people since we'd first hooked up and Levi was certainly free to do as he chose. We had an understanding: we were friends who enjoyed each other's bodies. That was all I had time for, not small talk and ...