Liam returned to the mansion later that night. The living room was engulfed in pin-drop silence, and his footsteps echoed through the hallway on the first floor.
His eyes instinctively flitted toward Chloe’s bedroom. The lights were off, suggesting she was already sound asleep.
Blaze suddenly appeared, leaning casually against the hallway wall. He followed Liam’s line of sight and immediately understood what was running through his mind.
“She’s asleep, if that’s what you’re wondering about.”
Liam turned sharply to the intruder of his thoughts. “And what makes you think I was thinking about her?” he snapped, shooting Blaze a glare.
“Who are you kidding, Liam? It’s written all over your voice. You do care for her,” Blaze stated bluntly. He could no longer stand by and watch this unfold
