{Violet’s POV}
It wasn’t a dream.
I wasn’t stuck in a trance.
Liam was holding me this close to him in real life. I’ve pinched myself on my lap so I’m sure this is real!
Yet, my composure was fake.
I was standing still, staring into those ocean-blue eyes, but inside me was rolling and trembling. It was a rampage inside there.
He was literally inches away from me and had his hands on my cheeks. Those beautiful fingers I’ve always admired from afar were warming my cheeks. I was melting to his touch but the warmth they brought made me come alive. It was conflicting.
I stared at his lips. I could almost feel their softness just by staring and just then, they started to move.
“I thought I made lunch already.” He said in a voice that was as soft as silk to my ears yet so deep as a ragi
