“Like what?”
“Like you fucked me from behind in your office last night. With the door open.”
“I was under the impression that I did.” Liam closed the gap between us as he moved aside for two older women coming in for brunch. They took one look at him and then me before giving a thumbs up behind his back. God, I couldn’t go anywhere or do anything without being reminded that I was sleeping with the sexiest man in Manhattan. It felt so good I had to keep reminding myself of the bad.
Number one, he’s your stepbrother.
Number two, Riley would kill you.
Number three, Jenna Petitt caught you two fucking last night and he still doesn’t know.
Looking up at that gorgeously wicked look on his face, I bit my lip, my chest grazing his with my every shallow breath I took in. “Liam,” I started quietly. “I need to talk to you about last night.”
“About how you didn’t come home?” Thumbs hooked in his pockets, Liam backed me into the wall. I resisted the urge to put my hands on his chest, but with his head cocked at me, I was forgetting how to breathe. “I told you not to make me chase you, Sasha. Who knows if that tight pussy of yours can take me fucking you angry.”
“Liam.” I bit back my grin, remembering I had an order of business to take care of before enjoying his company. “Listen, there’s something I need to tell you about last night and it’s kind of… embarrassing. You didn’t notice but I did and – ”
“Aria’s friend saw us.”
My mouth snapped shut. I stared up in shock. “You knew?” The heat that suddenly flooded my cheeks felt like it was going to drown me. “Wait. Liam, you saw and you… kept going?”
Liam winced as he ran his hand over the lower half of his face. “Ahh. Well, here’s the thing.” God, I hated that I had to find him sexy even when I wanted so badly to smack him. “There was a point where I thought I saw someone coming up, but I didn’t really have the capacity to think about anything but you, so I didn’t pay attention to it. I’m sorry, Sash. I… probably should have done something, yes, but you looked so unbelievably fucking sexy it would’ve been impossible for me to stop if the whole building caught on fire.” A devilish laugh escaped his lips and sent goosebumps up my forearms. Pissed, I tried rubbing them away.
“I’m mortified, Liam. How are not mortified?”
He rubbed the back of his neck. “I don’t know. I’m sorry, baby, I just…” He laughed – almost sheepishly. “I felt like I was in Heaven, Sash. I’ve been d
reaming about what we did last night for longer than I want to admit and your body was better than anything I’ve ever felt in my life. So yeah, a part of me somewhat knew that girl was there. But at the time, she was the last thing on my mind. There wasn’t much room in there for anything besides you.”
Fuck. I sucked my lower lip in, almost wanting to laugh at how easily bought I was. Liam laughed.
“What, you’re worried that she’ll tell people? Is that it?”
“Yes.”
“Alright.” Liam stepped closer to me as another group of customers walked in behind us. “And what if she does?”
“Oh, I don’t know. People will know that my stepbrother’s been inside me?”
He sucked in a breath. “Get me harder why don’t you.”
“Liam! Stop. It’s busy in there, I have to go in and help Riley.”
“Go ahead, I’ll watch. Always been a favorite pastime.”
“Stop,” I rolled my eyes.
“Really. My favorite’s when Joey Busch comes in and orders the Talisker, and I get to watch you go up on your toes and try to reach the bottle. Something about that look of concentration. Maybe the shirt coming up a bit. Gets me hard as a motherfucker every time,” he smirked.
“I hate you.” I shook my head at him, running my tongue along my teeth.
Liam winced. “Woof. That look, too. One of my all-time favorites.”
I bit my grin, wondering about all the times Liam had been watching me without my knowing. My cheeks flushed as I remembered the hundreds of times I gazed at him during a shift and found him already looking at me. I had always loved those moments. I could be weeded with a backed up kitchen and my servers fighting but all it took was a look in Liam’s direction for me to feel like I could breathe again. As much of a smart-ass as he was being, I peered up at Liam from under my lashes and smiled. “I’m glad you’re here, okay? But you gotta let me get to work,” I said softly, playing with the hem of his shirt. He leaned down to kiss me but I stopped him. “Not here,” I whispered.
“Fine,” he exhaled.
But as I reached for the door, I felt his arm quickly circle around my waist, his hot lips pressing to the side of my neck in a kiss. My mouth fell open and I closed my eyes, reveling in his touch for half a second before pushing into the bar and letting the din of the crowd surround me.