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I giggle. “Is that a yes?”
“That’s an ‘I don’t care as long as my tongue is on your body.’”
“I like that answer too.”
“I don’t need to talk about it. I thought I did, but I think I’m okay with it. For me, it’s more important to know how you feel about it. As long as you know I don’t really think of you as a cum dump, I’m all good.”
I laugh as I throw my arms around his neck.
Just then, my phone pings from somewhere in the pile of clothing on the floor. Reluctantly, I step away from Liam to find it. I smile as I read Linda’s text and turn back to Liam. “Linda texted to say that Penny is all set to start school on Monday.She’s done so much—having Penny over for a sleepover this weekend to play with her grandkids. It’s Penny’s first sleepover. I can’t even tell you how excited she was. I don’t know how I can express my gratitude for everything Linda’s done.”
Liam’s hands roam over my body. “I think we’re gonna have a fun weekend.”
“Liam, do you want a family someday?”
“Yeah,” he answers instantly.
“Soon?” I inquire softly.
“Sooner rather than later, if I have anything to say about it.” He pulls my chin up and kisses my lips. “I’m pretty sure I already asked you to marry me once when we were sixteen. And if I didn’t, I meant to. I sure as hell wish I had.” He traces tender kisses along my hairline and cheeks. “I want to be married to you. I want to have babies with you. Barrels full.”
I grin. “Whiskey barrels full of babies, huh?”
“You’re really beautiful,you know that?” Liam breathes, his eyes on me.
We’ve showered and are now relaxing on his bed, holding each other. His gaze is a warm wave that washes over me, heating my skin and making me tingle. His eyes are intense and unwavering, holding me captive. He sees past my carefully constructed facade, past the noise of the world, and directly into my soul. He’s witnessed my fears, insecurities, fire, and pain, and stillwants it all. I’m truly happy for the first time, and it scares me. Happiness has always come at a cost.
I must look worried, because Liam squeezes me tighter.
“I’ve got you now,” he whispers as he kisses me. “I was too young then, powerless, but I’m not now. You have me, and I fight for things that matter.Youmatter. You matter more than anything.”
I nod, not wanting the reality of life to cast its shadow on a moment of pure bliss.
Liam shifts us into a sitting position so I’m straddling his hips. “You know that, right? You mean everything to me,” he repeats, his voice sharp, his eyes soft and earnest.
“Yes.” I smile. “I know.”
I scan his muscular body, from the distinct V-shape of his pelvic muscles to the hard planes of his chest. My fingertips ache to run along his body. I move my hands to touch him, but he shakes his head and pulls my wrists behind my back, locking them together with one hand. He attacks my neck with nibbles and licks, making his way to my lips and kissing me deeply.
His eyes burn into mine, and I’ve never felt so sexy with my hands pinned behind me by the man I love and trust more than anything.
My stomach chooses that moment to make a horrendous gurgling sound.
Liam barks out a laugh. “Seems like someone is hungry. Let’s head down to the kitchen. Linda always makes sure the giant fridge is stacked with delicious things.”
“I think that’s a good idea. Let me just get some clothes on,” I say, trying to get up to get dressed.
Liam rises from the bed with me still in my arms and walks us over to his dresser. He takes out a large T-shirt withWhiskey Heart Distilleryon it. He slides me down his hard body and makes sure my feet gently touch the floor before he places the T-shirt over my head, his hands cool on my hot skin. The act is tender, and I relish his need to care for me and my desire to let him.
He brings my hand to his lips and places a soft kiss on my knuckles before tugging on some clothes.
“What?” Liam asks as he catches me staring at him. “Is the shirt dirty or something?”
“No.” I laugh. “It’s just… You make sweatpants and a T-shirt look sinfully sexy. I’m astounded at how attractive you are.” My stomach gives another gurgle as I wrap my arms around his waist.
Liam grabs my hand and leads me to the kitchen. “Let’s feed you before that monster is unleashed.”
CHAPTER 9
