Loving the enemy
“Then let me remind you.”
The words sank into me, heavy, dangerous.
He leaned in slightly, his tone a bit darker. “Tell me, Ava. Do you lie awake at night, wondering what it would feel like if I touched you again?”
My breath hitched. “Liam—”
His smirk deepened, sharp and teasing. “Because I do. I wonder if your skin would shiver under my hands… if your lips would taste as sweet as I have always imagined.”
My whole body flushed hot, “You’re impossible.”
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