Chapter Seven
Liam rubbed fingertips over grainy eyes. The two hours sleep he’d had didn’t count as a full night’s rest. The abrupt way he’d left Clover didn’t sit well. He never left people — women — like he had. He inwardly cringed as he went over the way he bumbled his way out of the kiss and her house. Clover had called it a mistake. The thing was, it felt more right to him than anything else.
He should have had more strength than to let things progress the way they had. He had never given into temptation like that. Had always thought of the future, every step carefully evaluated. Last night was totally out of character for him and it had been so easy to succumb. His reasons and evaluation had been a mere blip, something to step across without thought, surrendering to his basic physi
