I was sitting on my floor with my back resting on the couch. Liam was in front of me, sitting on one of my colorful bean bags.
I kept making fun of how funny he looked sitting there. I laughed even harder when Liam started acting girly. He was doing it to amuse me, and I really appreciated that.
“I know why I’m really here,” Liam said, his voice turning serious.
“And why are you really here?” I asked, c*****g an eyebrow.
“You want me to be your late booty call, a little action on the side. Maybe Layton can’t handle you,” he said, smirking at me.
I laughed out loud at his words to the point where a few tears slid down my cheeks.
“No need to cry for me, baby. I’m here and I’m all yours,” he said, stretching out his arms widely.
I laughed even harder when he said that.
“Uh huh, that’s
