Lyra
Liam was looking at me with eyebrows raised expectantly and I swallowed past a painful lump in my throat and I started to tremble. The fact we were standing together in this very room, discomfited me to say the least.
“I needed to get the rest of my things.” I finally managed to get out, hating how my voice shook. “I’m sorry if I’m intruding, I didn’t know you would be here.”
He fixed his intense gaze on me, and beads of sweat rolled between my breasts. It felt like being in the presence of a predator, my senses screaming at me to run. But even if I wanted to, I couldn’t, not when Liam stood blocking the only exit.
Instead, I forced myself to resume packing, randomly shoving things into my carry case, my pulse racing.
I heard Liam move and my muscles locked as he came towards me,
