“Why are you shouting? Miss me already?” Liam said coming through the door.
“Look at what you did!” I turned around, pointing at my neck.
A displeased gaze on me.
“I didn’t do that”
“I know your memory isn’t terrible enough to forget the last hour”
“That’s not from me,” indignation growing with every word.
I thought for a moment. And then the memories of last night came back in brief flashes. Leo had kissed me from my lips down to my neck where he bit down. The pleasure from that still fresh in my mind, made my core uncomfortably hot.
“Come on. They’re waiting downstairs,” Liam turned quickly to the door.
“Who?”
“Who do you think?” He slammed the door behind him.
I stared blankly at the door, stunned. This isn’t the Liam I’ve known for the past 4 years.
Turning back to the mir
