Maya’s POV
The days after that first night blurred together in a way I couldn’t explain. Maybe it was because once the line was crossed, there was no going back.
It wasn’t just s*x. It was everywhere, at any time. The hut, the sand, the edge of the ocean when the tide lapped at our feet. Once even against the cliff wall, where the sound of waves crashing below mixed with the sound of my own desperate cries.
I’d never known hunger like this. Not for food. For him. For the way he touched me like I was the only thing keeping him alive. And the crazy part? I wanted it just as much.
Liam had this way of watching me after, like he couldn’t believe I was real. Sometimes he’d laugh under his breath, other times he’d just pull me tighter against him, like if he let go even for a second, I’d dis
