“SO YOU WANT TO TELL me what you’re doing, wasting all your time in New York with me?”
Alex tenses at the question. They’ve gotten n***d and into bed; this is not what he was expecting. It’s been two weeks since he first went home with Liam, and they’ve spent almost every night together with no need of discussion.
He tries to ignore Liam’s words now and reaches for him instead, but Liam bats his hand away. Alex isn’t sure if he’s supposed to be hurt, embarrassed or amused, but he does pull back a little.
Liam speaks again. “There’s a whole city out there full of guys prettier — and probably less annoying to you — than me. So what gives?”
Even with the self-deprecation, Liam’s charisma is still stunning. “I told you I changed my mind about you,” Alex says, knowing he sounds like he’s ac
