Liam laughs aloud, seemingly amused by the minutes. "Your ways of digging for information surely fascinates me, Ms. Jones." He glances down at me with a smiley face.

"I still want to hear it, and I quite appreciate the remark." I try to weaver my gaze from his by clutching the brush properly.

"Very well," Liam says, sighing as though he's about to disclose his most embarrassing secret. I stay attentive, my focus back on him. "I had a very hard time last night."

Oh. "Why?" I urge.

He releases a soft smile. "Because all I could think of was how alluring your body looked," he says gently.

"Um—“ I...