{Violet’s POV}
My cheeks flushed red at once. They didn’t need my permission to do that so they did it on their own accord but they were burning me in the process.
I’m still talking about my cheeks— I was blushing. Liam just said, ‘he’s gotten comfortable around me’.
What does that mean?
I know It’s a good thing, but what does it mean?
“Can I have one?” I heard Liam say and looked in the direction of his pointed finger. It was aimed at my cupcake tray.
I nodded in approval, still not looking at him. I had bought those for the Volunteers but nobody wanted them. My money was going to waste. But somehow, he wants them— the last person I was expecting was requesting a bite.
Liam got up from the seat across me and came to join me on the sofa. A table was in the middle and chairs were pl
