I stood beside my bed, staring at Liam and waiting for an answer. I crossed my arms over my chest, annoyed. Then, with an innocent expression, he looked up. "Well... there's no bed in my room, and I can't leave you alone for too long. Besides, you said yes when I asked you yesterday." He rubbed his face again; he still looked sleepy.
"I said yes?" My face heated up. I let him? I couldn't remember much of last night; all I knew was that after talking on the roof, I had fallen into a deep sleep.
And we kissed.
Oh God.
I could still remember his lips tracing mine, and his warm breath fanning against my face.
My face turned even redder recalling the events. I kissed Liam, my brother... Ew, no—he's not my brother anymore. I repeated this to dampen the disgust starting to gnaw at my co
