But before I have time to even think about it, he leans back, looks me dead in the eyes, and says, “Now let’s finish dinner.”
Chapter 13
Liam
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There’s never been a more uncomfortable dinner than this one right here, and I’ve had plenty over my twenty-three years of existence on this godforsaken planet.
Not that I remember a lot of them.
Which is probably a good thing.
Still, the icy-cold stare she’s been giving me since I sat back down makes it hard to focus on the food in front of me.
In fact, pretty much anything she does makes it hard for me to concentrate.
I grumble to myself and put down my fork again. “Will you just eat?”
She stares at me but then finally grabs her fork.
Good.
It’s about time she started behaving.
I continue eating, but she won’t touch her food, despite clutching the fork like she wants to snap it in half.
“What the hell was that?” she asks.
I look up. “What?”
“That … thing you did.”
My brow rises. “Thing?”
Her cheeks flush, and she rubs one side with her hand to try to mask it, but I saw.
“Oh …” A smirk forms on my lips. “You mean the part where I licked you?”
“Do you do that to all the girls you invite over?” she quips.
I pause and narrow my eyes. “Are you … asking if I’ve had other girls over?”
“No. I don’t care. I’m just saying, do you treat all of them like this?”
I shake my head, but I can’t stop laughing. “Just say you’re jealous.”
She gasps. “You wish.”
“But the answer is still no,” I say, stuffing more potatoes into my mouth. “There’s only one wish I have, and you know what it is.”
She blushes again. Just the way I like it.
I remember she used to look at me exactly like that when I gave her compliments. I don’t remember many things, but I do remember the way she’d smile at me, hide her eyes behind her flowy hair, and rub her cheeks like she’s doing right now.
“It’s fine if you don’t want to admit that what I do to you feels good,” I say.
She grabs a piece of potato and shoves it into her mouth. “You know I’m only here for one reason.”