LIAM'S POV
I couldn't think straight after I kissed her. I'd been tempted to kiss her the first night I saw her, to know how her lips tasted, but I couldn't do that when she was half-conscious from alcohol. Now that I had tasted and knew how her lips felt, I wanted more. I wanted to ravish every corner of her tongue and mouth. I wanted to claim them as mine and mine alone. I found myself unable to concentrate on anything else, my mind constantly drifting back to Amelia Marie Jones.
Thinking of her, I considered the possible reason she could have cried earlier. The only explanation I could think of was her family, since she had denied having a boyfriend, which made things simpler.
Nick had already given me the report of everything I'd asked for about her. I learned that she was the heire
