LIAM’S POV
You know that feeling when you’ve messed up so bad you can’t even tell which way’s up? Like every move you make could save you… Or blow everything to hell? Yeah. That’s where I was.
Madison was already waiting when I walked into the restaurant ,her back was to the window, her hair catching the light. She was reapplying lipstick in a little compact mirror, and when she saw me, her face lit up with a smile.
“There you are,” she said, snapping the mirror shut. “I thought you’d bailed.” She gestured at the chair opposite with two fingers, casual and possessive all at once. “Missed you, Liam.”
I slid into the seat, ignoring the way her perfume curled around me. “We need to talk.”
She leaned forward, her hair falling in a glossy sheet over her shoulder. “What’s wrong? How are t
