“Liam.”

The glass and mirrors were already fogged when I opened the door. Liam was down to black boxer briefs in there, and through the thick air he looked at me with as much surprise as his stoicism allowed.

“What are you doing?”

“What do you think?” The beating of the shower filled the silence between us as I gave myself a moment to look at him. The ice in his gaze refused to thaw despite the heat pouring in the air. I swallowed hard, trying to find my words. “I need something from you, Liam,” I said finally. “I need an explanation. I need to hear more than ‘sorry, I need a break.’ I know I made mistakes, but I still deserve more than that, and I deserve more than having to watch you immediately move onto some twenty-year-old you barely know. Whatever we had, I wasn’t under the impression that it was something you could throw away with one text. I thought I was more important to you than that, and if I was mistaken, please let me know.”

The seconds that passed felt like an eternity as Liam stared at me. I wasn’t sure if I imagined the hurt in his eyes.

“I said everything I had to say to you, Sasha.”

I spoke through the quivering in my throat. “So it’s over? We’re just done here?”

Liam sneered at me. “Christ, Sasha.”

“What? Talk to me,” I pleaded angrily. My knees were ready to buckle as Liam glared at me with what looked like disdain.

“You never listened to a fucking word I said. You were on an entirely different page if you thought I would ever end things between us, let alone with a fucking text.”

I stared. I was thrown so off guard I steadied myself with a hand on the sink as Liam closed the gap between us.

“I needed a break from you, Sasha. That’s the truth. I couldn’t watch you lie to me, and I still can’t. I hate every second of it.” He backed me against the door. “But I told you already. I love you. You’re all I want, and now that I’ve had you, I won’t settle for anything less. With that said, you still piss me off, Sasha. You still drive me fucking insane with all you secrets, and all the things you won’t tell me.”

I was paralyzed by his stare. My breath quivered as I breathed in. “You didn’t do anything with Bree?” I hated that that was my first question. Liam’s lip curled.

“I did as much with her as you did with Tuck. How’s that work?”

“That would suggest you were naked with her.”

“Goddamnit, Sash, I don’t need reminders that Tuck Mathis saw you naked,” Liam growled. “And for Christ’s sake, I wasn’t at any point naked with that girl. The only reason I agreed to spend any time with her was because your mom would actually leave me alone when I did, and as you probably can assume, I rarely want to be anywhere near your mom.”

I swallowed. “Fine. But what was this about ‘rubbing up’ on her?”

“I can’t imagine she means anything than bumping into me on purpose a hundred times because apparently, that’s how twenty-year-olds flirt. Does that suffice for you?”

“Yes.”

“Good. Are you still under the impression that we at any point broke up?” Liam’s body was so close to mine I could feel his warmth grazing me below my belly. Eyes on his bare chest, I shook my head.

“No.”

“Perfect. Glad I could clear that up for you,” he said, his voice steely. “Eases your mind when you finally get answers, doesn’t it?”

I lifted my gaze to him. “I wish I could fix everything that happened this past week, Liam. The only reason I ever hid things from you is because I love you, and I’m scared of what you’ll do if you find out. You care about me more than anyone in this world, and I realize I punish you for that, and that I keep you in the dark and it hurts you. But after the past three days without you, I’ve thought about how I need to fix that. I don’t want to hurt you anymore, Liam – I need you, and I’m sorry.”

I wasn’t sure when I’d put my hands on his chest, but my fingers curled desperately against him now. He gazed down at them, a low rumble coming from inside as he leaned in to me.

“I’m sorry, Liam,” I repeated softly, staring at his lips. I wanted so badly to kiss him, for him to kiss me. But he didn’t. He stood close enough for me to feel the outline of his erection on my stomach, and for his lips to almost graze mine, but he didn’t kiss me. I held my breath, standing utterly still for him as he pulled my skirt up and tilted his head to get a look at my black thong.

“Are you sorry?”

“Yes.”

“Then show me.” He hooked his finger into my pantyhose and yanked. I heard a clean rip. “Show me how sorry you are,” Liam demanded, stroking long and slow over the length of my wetness. Gazing down, I cupped him, watching and feeling him get fully hard in my hand. “Take it out,” Liam murmured. He watched every second as I did. “Get on your knees. Put your mouth on it.”

I obliged his primal command. I could hear Riley coming upstairs to look for me, but the sound of her steps did nothing to stop me. I opened my mouth to welcome Liam’s bulging thickness between my lips. When I wrapped my hands at the base, he stopped me.

“No hands. Hold them behind your back.”

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