She quickly covered herself with the robe just as he immediately averted his eyes. Liam felt his embarrassment swiftly covering up his anger and shame.
“I’m sorry,” he called out, his eyes painfully on the door. ‘I should have knocked and alerted you, but your door was open and I thought—”
“Please stop,” Taylor interrupted, her voice also tinted with a bit of shame. “Let’s not talk about this. Is there anything you wanted?”
“Yes, well, I think I’ll come back later.”
“You can look at me, Liam. Don’t worry, I’m dressed.”
He slowly raised his eyes to meet hers. She was looking at him, her face flushed but her eyes determined. He cleared his throat, willing his brain to stop replaying the image of her and to keep his focus solely on her face. But as soon as their eyes locked, he couldn’t
