Burning down Neverland, scatter the ashes
White lines, black tar, the matches
White lines, black tar, the matches
For his part, Liam was remarkably unchanged by his allegiance to the Family. He was as loyal and steadfast as ever, and his heart remained firmly with Maea. So despite the flirtation that he had engaged in, and even though he wasn't as flustered as he might normally have been by Thalassa's advances, he found himself now in a position where he felt like he should politely decline.
But despite everything, he was a man, and there was no mistaking the arousal that having her pressed close to him created. Shifting slightly away, Liam reached up to take her hand, removing it from his chest. "It's not that you aren't lovely, Thalassa, but it's not that simple," he said, not unkindly. "I'm not looking for more than friendship." And as that was what the Family had offered him, that was all he expected from her.
But despite everything, he was a man, and there was no mistaking the arousal that having her pressed close to him created. Shifting slightly away, Liam reached up to take her hand, removing it from his chest. "It's not that you aren't lovely, Thalassa, but it's not that simple," he said, not unkindly. "I'm not looking for more than friendship." And as that was what the Family had offered him, that was all he expected from her.
Is this another dead by misadventure?
Tell me what you got, what you really got, hey, hey
Tell me what you got, what you really got, hey, hey
Liam
