POV: Liam

The moment that soft kiss landed on Harper’s lips, time seemed to freeze. I could feel the world around us fade, the hustle of the busy Gucci store, the chatter of other customers, the beep of the register, it meant nothing in that fleeting second. It was just me and her. But the reality of what I was doing dawned on me as quickly as it started, and I felt her body tense beneath my grasp.

“Liam, what are you doing?” she gasped, pulling slightly away, the surprised look in her eye cutting through me like a sharp knife. She was unsure, maybe even frightened. A hint of...