“Okay, get inside me now. I’m dying,” I tell him.
He lifts his head with a sexy smirk, then after a beat, it turns into a frown. “Ah, shit.”
“Uh…” I furrow my brows as he lays next to me and cups my cheek. “What’s wrong?”
“I don’t have any protection.”
I suck in a breath and groan. “Dammit. I knew I should’ve made Tyler buy some.”
One brow perks up, curious. “Excuse me?”
I dramatically lie back and pout. “It was on my list of supplies, and he didn’t get them for me. Totally lied and said ‘they were out.’”
He leans up on his elbow and stares at me. “And why did you ask for condoms?”
Liam’s face is tense, and I love messing with him, so I play dumb. “So I don’t get pregnant, duh.”
“Maddie, I swear to God…” He rolls over me and takes my wrists, then pins them above me. “Don’t make me
