Liam’s pov
I didn’t think. I just moved.
The moment her eyes dropped to my mouth, something raw and instinctive took over, and I closed the space between us. My lips crashed into hers—rough, hungry—and every muscle in me tightened at the feel of her.
God. She tasted like heat and something sweet I couldn’t name but wanted more of.
The kiss wasn’t soft or careful. It was demanding. My hand slid behind her neck, thumb brushing her jaw as I pulled her closer until her body pressed fully against mine.
And that’s when it hit—my body reacting fast, hard, and impossible to ignore. The ache was sharp, almost painful, and shifting didn’t help. That kind of want didn’t fade.
Because she kissed me back.
Not like someone uncertain. Not like a stranger. But like she already knew me—like her mout
