“I am in.” I brat out, hoping to get rid of the curtain of curiosity hanging on his gorgeous face, but I, on the contrary, end up adding a darker one, pulling him into more dismay.
“In for what?” He implores, unable to hide his confusion and curiosity.
I lean across the table, and though unintentionally, our eyes rest on each other as I speak.
“I am taking your offer. I will be your surrogate!” I state this with no tinge of doubt in my tone, although my heart is throbbing at a rhythmic pace that I cannot decipher. Nothing so alarming, though, but... it’s weird, and its echoes are becoming louder with every throb, maybe righting this?
Liam is taken aback by my words, and for a whole long decade, all he can do is stare deep into my eyes. The look in his eyes is deep; it’s a mixture of di
