I don’t know if it’s Liam’s presence, or just the emotional wreck I’ve become—but I know I should be angry right now. Furious, even.
But Liam isn’t giving me the air to feel what I’m supposed to feel.
"And you know I should be scolding you right now, Brownie," he said, his voice dipping low near my ear.
I blinked quickly. “Scolding? Why… what did I do?” I stuttered, suddenly too aware of his bare chest and the closeness that burned between us.
“You didn’t listen to me today,” he murmured. “At the bar. You disobeyed.”
“I didn’t—”
“Don’t talk back,” he cut in, his fingers brushing lightly along my hip. “You walked up to Kayden. After I told you not to.”
“I just wanted to talk—”
“You disobeyed,” he said again, firmer this time.
I looked up at him, my throat tightening. “I’m sorry… it
