Chapter 12 : I Can't Help It

*Ava*

“Now you’re just being mean,” I complain, poking him in the arm.

“What?” Liam asks, his fingers stilling halfway up my thigh. The delicate fabric of Emma’s dress is pushed almost up to my hips now. I want his fingers to keep going, which almost frustrates me more than his attitude.

“Calling it a date,” I remind him. “That’s mean.”

“It wasn’t a date?” Liam replies.

“Was it with you?” I ask.

Liam frowns. “No.”

I splay my hand across his wide chest, slipping my fingers between the buttons of his shirt. “Then it wasn’t a date.”

“I like the way you think,” Liam murmurs, kissing my neck as his hand moved up my thigh once more. He hooks a finger in my panties and pulls them aside, then brushes his thumb over my clit.

“Mm!” I gasp, clinging to him already.

“What do you call it, then?” Liam whispers in my ear.

“Executing our plan,” I moan as Liam teases two fingers inside me. “So Emma has some explanation of where I’m getting the money from.”

At the mention of Emma