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Chelsey
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Liam talked our ears off as we drove. He was a bundle of energy and I found myself laughing at a lot of his stories.
“Sorry,” he said, after going on about how Bradan had insulted him earlier. “I’m sure you are all tired of listening to me complain.”
“Yes,” I said.
He flipped me off.
“It’s okay,” replied Melody, who now seemed more enthralled with the blond, Nordic-looking drummer than Slade. “It sounds like he was treating you unfairly. I’d have been angry, too.”
“I’m really not that bad of a guy,” he answered, crossing his arms under his chest. “Definitely not someone who is just looking to get laid constantly.”
“I can’t believe you said that with a straight face,” said Slade, smirking.
Liam chuckled and rubbed his shadowed jawline. “Have to admit – it kind o
