Liam poured some more whiskey into his glass. He picked it up and kept on staring at it like he was waiting for it to do something. He sighed, dropped the glass and picked up the whole bottle. He sank down on his bed and took a sip directly from the bottle.
He looked around the hotel room, trying to find whatever would take his mind off what was eating him up. Since he saw Emma at the house earlier, he had not left his hotel room since his return. He didn't plan any of this but yet, he couldn't get her out his mind and he found it ridiculous.
Since he first thought of her in the shower on the day they spent the whole day together, she had occupied his head with no intention of leaving. He didn't know why or what he was feeling. All he knew was that he had this constant urge to wanna see
