Sixty Eight
No one really spoke after we finished eating. James and Sarah packed up and left and Liam and I were both too tired to talk it out, so he took me back to the hotel. The next morning I awoke to a light knock on my door. I opened the door to Liam carrying two coffees and a box of donuts. My hair was crazy and I was only in my nightgown. Today, Liam was wearing a set of glasses, a regular t-shirt with a band name on it and khaki shorts. "Morning." He moved past me into my room and I shut the door and rubbed my eyes. "Good morning," I grumbled back and moved back to my bed. I climbed back in and laid down. "Sit up. Coffee. I didn't know how you like it, so I have creamer and sugar in here too." I sat up like he asked and took my coffee from him. I wasn't a big fan of it, but I wouldn'
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