Maya
“So what’s the plan? I think I’m being stalked by Jenny,” I said, and Liam raised a brow—too casually—placing his arms behind his head. He was way too relaxed for my liking.
“Why would you think that?” he asked, and I frowned.
“The first time was a coincidence. But not the second,” I bit out. He chuckled.
“I’ve heard something like that—first time’s a coincidence, second time’s luck, third time’s fate.” He smirked. “Nice to know you got something wrong.”
I gave him a flat look. “I’m not joking here, Liam.”
He sat up straighter and nodded.
“Okay, okay, sure. Let’s assume your sister and ex are stalking you—which I don’t think is what’s happening,” he met my gaze. “But if that’s the case, what do you plan on doing?”
I stared down at myself. My fingers curled into my palms.
That
