SEDUCED BY MY ROOMMATES
It was silver, delicate, with a single charm: my name.
“Liam,” I whispered. “This is beautiful.”
“You’re beautiful,” he replied, then immediately looked away like he hadn’t said it. Typical Liam, but anyways, my silly heart was still fluttered.
“Thank you. Really.”
“Happy birthday, Barbie.”
We stared at each other for a beat longer than necessary before Dolly cleared her throat beside me.
“My turn!” she said, handing me a small velvet box. Inside was a wristwatch—sleek, rose gold, elegant.