I mute the call. “Let's at least tell her aboutus.”
He nods. “Do the honors, baby.”
Smiling wide, I unmute it and clear my throat. “Soph, there’s something else I gotta tell you.”
“What is it?” she asks wearily. “Should I be sitting?”
I snort at her dramatics. “No, well…maybe.” I laugh. “Liam and Victoria’s marriage was an arrangement, and we’ve been secretly seeing each other for the past two months.”
“I knew it! Oh my God, I so fucking knew it!” she shouts.
“Stop freaking out!” I chuckle.
“I knew there was no way he’d marry a random chick. I hope you knew the truth when you two were…”
“Soph! Of course, I did.”
“Wait…” She pauses. “Did Liam touch you? Like…all the way?”
Liam and Tyler groan as I burst out laughing. Sophie would ask that.
“I can answer that for them…” Tyler interjects. “Yes.”
“Who is that?”
“His name’s Tyler. He’s a friend of ours.” Nervously, I ask, “How would you feel about another housemate when we return?”
“Where the hell would he sleep?”
“He can stay in my room,” Liam confirms.
“It’s a long story, and we promise he’s a good guy,” I assure her. “He needs a place to stay until Victoria and Liam’s divorce gets finalized.”
“I better get a full explanation!” she warns. “Be home in a week, you said?”
“Yep. Text me on Liam’s phone, though, because mine’s gone.”
Sophie sighs. “Okay. I’m very confused, but I trust you’ll take care of my sister. Right, Liam?” Her voice grows louder with each word.
“Absolutely,” he confirms. “I’ll protect her with my life, Soph.”
“Good.” She blows out a breath. “And for what it’s worth, I’m glad you finally came to your senses, Liam. But if you hurt her, I won’t think twice about kicking your ass, then throwing you to the wolves to let them eat you alive.”
“If I do that, I give you permission,” Liam says confidently. “Trust me, though, it’s the last thing I want to do again. I love her.”
“Aww…wow,” Sophie gasps. “Never thought I’d hear that come from your mouth, Liam Evans.”
“Yeah, yeah.” He grunts at her playful teasing.
“I’ll text or call tomorrow, okay? We’re gonna get ready for bed,” I tell her.
After a few moments, we end the call, and I beam at Liam. “Well, she didn’t cuss you out, so that’s a plus.”
“That was only one sister…” he says, breathing in through his nose as if he’s expecting the worst from Lennon. “Then I have to deal with the wrath of Mason and Hunter.”
I pat his hand like a child’s. “Don’t forget my parents too, eventually.”
Liam pales with a groan.