“It’s hard to be humble when you’re among the world’s finest.”
“And he’s modest, too.”
Liam’s smirk grows. And so do the tingles in parts of my body that shall remain unnamed.
What is it about this irritating man that has me out of sorts? I’ve dated plenty of hot guys before. Jocks, hot nerds, musicians, sweet next- door types, and yet, none of them got me this hot and bothered.
That’s just it—Liam is a man. All those guys before him were boys. Still growing up. They confused cockiness with confidence. But none of them could ever hold up against Liam.
Damn it.
I give him my best cold and dismissing glare and turn away.
It’s my turn to look out the window at the passing trees.