Chapter 13
Liam
“Nice T-shirt.”
I grinned, then turned it into a leer as I stretched the fabric so he couldn’t miss the letters on the front. “You like?”
Austin licked his lips, gave a little head shake, and gazed into my eyes. “It’s, uh, a little tight.”
I put on a fake pout. “Are you complaining?”
“Not a bit.”
The laugh bubbled out of me, and I pulled him in for a tight hug. He chuckled and pushed at me, but when I kissed him, he stopped fighting. I sighed happily. God, I could live on this man’s kisses alone.
Eventually, we pulled apart far enough to speak. He’d shut his eyes, and I wished he would open them so I could lose myself in the crystal blue depths. I nudged his nose with mine, just to hear him sigh.
“So the shirt’s okay?”
I’d been a little worried. I’d had the T-shir
