My heart slammed against my ribs as Liam held up the tie, studying it with that slight frown.

“This tie isn’t mine,” he said again, glancing at me.

I froze, my mind scrambling.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

What do I say??

“It… it must be your dad’s,” I stammered, forcing my voice to stay steady. “ He probably left it in the living room or something and I… brought it up here by mistake when I was cleaning.”

Liam stared at it for another second, then shrugged and dropped it back on the dresser.

“Dad’s always leaving his shit everywhere. Make sure you give it back to him tomorrow.” He didn’t...