I thought you said forever over and over
Liam chuckled, the sound rich and seductive in the scant space between them. "Oh? Tell me more," he suggested, reaching for her waist to tug her closer against him as she worked to unbutton his shirt. As her fingers ghosted along the bare skin of his chest, Liam swallowed hard, his grip on her tightening. What was it about Maea that was so addicting? When she'd been gone, he'd felt like he could scarcely breathe, like her absence had sucked all the air from the world. And now that she was back? Now he felt invincible. Everything was right in his world again.
Maea's hand reached up to touch his jaw, and Liam leaned into her touch. "I have," he admitted. Of course, that had been back when he simply couldn't be bothered to shave. "If you like it, maybe I'll let it grow a little." It was past time to make new memories, anyway, to replace the negativity that had resided in the back of his mind for far too long.
Maea's hand reached up to touch his jaw, and Liam leaned into her touch. "I have," he admitted. Of course, that had been back when he simply couldn't be bothered to shave. "If you like it, maybe I'll let it grow a little." It was past time to make new memories, anyway, to replace the negativity that had resided in the back of his mind for far too long.
A sleepless night becomes bitter oblivion
Liam
