~LIAM.

The row of shiny phones clattered onto the counter, the salesman smiling widely. "So, what do you think? This one's our latest, camera's insane, battery lasts forever. Or if you're more of a minimalist..."

I wasn't listening.

Not really.

I stood in the middle of a cramped tech store, surrounded by blinking lights and discount signs. My focus wasn't on the phone or the eager salesman. It was on her.

My green-eyed hurricane.

She'd said it. Actually said it.

She wanted me.

The words echoed in my mind, a sweet, dangerous melody. Her voice had been soft, with a hesitation that spoke volumes. It had cost her something to...