What are they scheming? My subconscious hates being left out. Liam hangs up, still laughing, and it drives me nuts that I don't know the details.

"Hey, why didn't you let me talk to him?" I whine.

"Because he doesn't have anything important to say," Liam replies. "Besides, this is our time, baby; just you and me." He urges me to lie back against him, and I do it with pleasure.

The evening is so far proceeding smoothly. Liam and I talk about anything and everything. He questions about my life at the orphanage, and I tell him the details with a big smile. I feel free conversing with him....