*Liam POV*
After a not so short nap, I finally was able to wake up. As soon as Trish left, I drank the rest of my tea and went to bed, counting on some sleep to come.
She is right, I'm overthinking this. Well, lately I've been overthinking everything.
I need to get my s**t together and talk to Ryan. I'm sure he would want to help me arrange a meeting with my mate.
I sighed and put my hands to my face.
I need him, I need to see him, touch him.
I growled in my chest, remembering the small gesture that was enough to make me excited. The way he ran his hand through his thick, blonde hair…
Shit, not again.
I sighed and moved one of my hands into my sweatpants.
I know it won't help, but I just have to do something about this tension. I moaned, grabbing myself in hand, and I imagined Fin
