Freya POV
As he catches the tears streaming down my face, Liam places his lips gently on mine, and I kiss him back hard. Yes, yes. His hand goes to my face and wraps around my waist as we deepen this kiss. Flicking my tongue up, I moan erotically before gently pulling away.
“It’s too complicated to do this, Liam. I can’t.” I tells him earnestly.
“It doesn’t have to be complicated.” He tuck that soft black hair of mine back. “We could have this. All of this. If you want it.” I can’t tell you how many times I have dreamed about him in this way. But it would be selfish for me to jump into this without thinking about what would happen with Theo. And I don’t know if I can forgive and forget what happened that night. At least, not yet.
“What’s different this time?” Liam c***s his head at
