I watch it with anticipation, my breath ragged, but Liam chooses against it as he drops his precious hand on his knee. He looks confused, and I know I’m the reason why. Oh no!

"You're so heartless.” He shuts his eyes, and I can feel the sadness in him.

"I'm not heartless." I move closer, and he flies his eyes open with difficulty. "I just— “ And my mouth gets shut by his lips taking mine briskly, surprising me.

“Don’t talk,” he commands, placing my body secured in his arms. I say no syllable; I place my hands on his shoulders as he assaults my lips gently, making me feel...