Liam
It was blurry, very blurry, but she looked so much like her. She looked like the woman I had loved since I knew what love was.
She had been snatched away from me twice, but seeing her drinking her heart out at the bar, looking all beautiful like I remembered her to be, I lost control.
I staggered toward her. I knew I had drugs in me… someone had drugged me, but I couldn’t misplace that face at the moment.
“Ar…”
“I’m in,” she replied, raising her head to stare at me with those blazing eyes of hers.
“What?” I questioned. I might have been drugged, but surely I knew I needed to take hold of myself.
“You wanted s*x, don’t you?”
Blunt? Wow…
She possibly couldn’t be the one.
“An escort?" I asked, realizing it was the dumbest question I could have asked, one that the conscious Liam
