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Liam's POVI smiled at Ken, looking him in the eyes. "Right. Nothing happened and I will keep my mouth shut like you want." I tilted my head just a little. "So why are you hard?”And to think that Ken didn't see that coming — realizing that it was for real. He quickly moved away from me, placing his hand across the part of his body that had just betrayed him. It was kinda late for that but he couldn't help but lie in defense. "I'm not."The smile that was gradually turning to a smirk was now on my face and I wasn't even trying to hide it at this point. There was something deeply satisfying about watching someone like Ken — someone who always had a comeback ready…come up completely empty."Oh, so that wasn't for the teacher." I let that sit for a second. "It was for me?" I took a small step back and looked him up and down once, just for effect. "Sorry man, but you are not my type."His jaw tightened. Just barely though but I caught it.I guessed it was probably still leftover from what

Liam's POV"Oh! I didn't know that you two were so close." My mum smiled at us, holding the two glasses of orange soda she had brought for us.I exhaled so quietly that nobody heard it. From her response, it was clear that she hadn't read anything negative into whatever she walked in on. I mean, nothing like what I had been bracing myself for. The story my brain had already started writing in those few seconds of silence had been completely wrong and I was more than happy to let it die there.I quickly took the two glasses of orange soda from her and set them on the table beside me. Ken and I both faked a smile at the same time, which was honestly the most in sync we had ever been since the moment we met."We are just friends." I said, then turned to Ken with the most natural expression I could pull together on a short notice. "Really good friends at school, right?" I nodded slowly while I said it — the kind of nod that was really a signal and Ken, to his credit, picked it up without

Author's POVKen stood under the shower with his head slightly tilted back, water kept running from the top of his head and trailing down every line of his body like it had somewhere important to be. His dark hair was soaked through and curling slightly at the ends from the heat, dripping in thin streams down his neck and over his shoulders.At this point, the bathroom was already filled with steam, the kind that fogs up mirrors and makes the air heavy and warm. His chest was broad and defined in a way that came from actual training and not just good genetics…but with a light scatter of hair across it that tapered down his stomach and disappeared below the waistline. The water caught every detail of him on its way down. His jaw was sharp, his neck long, and when he tilted his head up slightly, his Adam's apple rolled slowly down, then back up while he absentmindedly licked his lips like he had not a single care in the world.It was safe to say that he looked like similar images Liam

Liam's POVThe side of ‘adrenaline rush’ that helps with ideas in a tight corner like this came up with one real quick. Knowing at least I was meant to give my mum a response or whatever she wanted to confirm, which would seem to her like it was the truth.Honestly, at that moment…my brain ran through about three different options in the space of one second and landed on the only one that made any sense right now. At the same time, there was no room for hesitation here. Because every second I spent not answering was another second my mum stood on the other side of that space drawing her own conclusions and I could not afford whatever conclusion she was currently building in her head."Tutoring is over, so he went home already." I said out loud enough for her to hear me clearly through the space, keeping my voice as steady as I could manage considering everything happening on my end right now — and I mean everything. Because there was absolutely no version of this evening where I was l