"You can't just take it yourself?"
The second Liam Taylor heard that familiar voice, he instantly took a step back and spun around in a panic. "I-I'll bring it over myself!"
Isla Shaw watched his back as he fled, a little baffled.
Seeing Liam dash past like he was being chased by something terrifying, Amelia Johnson peeked over and blinked. "You good?"
She looked behind him and, oh—Isla.
"I-I'm fine. Damien... here's the car key. I just remembered something, gotta run!"
Liam tossed the keys over, turned quickly—only to see Isla walking straight toward him. He froze up, totally unsure of what to do.
Damien Taylor looped an arm around his shoulder and sat him down on the couch like it was an order. "We're leaving in a bit. Just hang tight."
So Liam had no choice but
