Chapter 22: Gia

He gives my hand a gentle squeeze. "I had a really good time tonight."

Liam has had my fingers ensconced in his larger ones all evening. Someone needs to explain how it can feel so natural when this is the first time we've been out.

We slept together a month ago...

And then I fled the scene of the crime.

This should feel awkward. Oddly enough, it doesn't.

Liam is so open and affectionate. Kind of like it's no big deal. Even though I try not to, I can't help but compare him to my ex. Tyler was definitely not into public displays of affection. We never held hands when we were out and about. It's only now that I realize how much I like the feeling of my hand being buried in his larger one. The instant connection and intimacy it invokes.

Or maybe it's just Liam.

I don't know.

"Me, too," I admit.

We're standing on the tiny covered front porch outside my house.

Tonight has been surprisingly...nice.

Better than nice, if I'm being honest with myself. I haven't thought about the diff