~LIAM.
The row of shiny phones clattered onto the counter, the salesman smiling widely. “So, what do you think? This one’s our latest, camera’s insane, battery lasts forever. Or if you’re more of a minimalist…”
I wasn’t listening.
Not really.
I stood in the middle of a cramped tech store, surrounded by blinking lights and discount signs. My focus wasn’t on the phone or the eager salesman. It was on her.
My green-eyed hurricane.
She’d said it. Actually said it.
She wanted me.
The words echoed in my mind, a sweet, dangerous melody. Her voice had been soft, with a hesitation that spoke volumes. It had cost her something to admit it, I could tell. But she did it anyway.
The vulnerability in her eyes when she said it? That stayed with me. And the way her breath had hitched when she met my gaze...
Ecstasy didn’t even begin to cover it.
I’d known it, known she wanted me. Her body had always given it away, with the way
