Megan finished washing the dishes and turned around, only to find Liam still standing there. She froze for a moment, her hands fidgeting nervously. Truth be told, she'd been on edge since he trailed her inside.
"Um... would you like something to drink?"
Liam, who had been lost in thought, snapped back to attention at her voice. His eyes met hers as he gave a slight nod, the uncharacteristic tenderness in his gaze leaving Megan momentarily stunned. Every encounter since her return had felt strangely different.
"Sure."
With that answer, Megan searched through the cupboards, scanning for something to serve. After a quick look, all she found was a packet of chrysanthemum tea. She held it up for him to inspect.
"This is all I have—will this do?"
"It's fine."
Liam watched her, a warmth bl
