“You know.” I said lightly, “you look ridiculously attractive when you’re furious.”
One side of his mouth twitched. “Is that so?”
“Mm–hmm. Watching you all protective and shouting like that… made me kind of hot.”
That broke his restraint. He let out a deep laugh and shook his head. “A few minutes ago you were crying in the kitchen, and now you’re horny?”
“It’s not my fault my man is hot.”
His smile deepened. “Since you’re being so nice, maybe I should do something for you.”
“Start by losing the CEO suit,” I said, tugging at his tie.
“And after that?”
“We could… save water.” I grinned. “Shower together.”
He didn’t wait for me to finish. In one motion, he scooped me into his arms and carried me toward the bathroom, my laughter trailing behind us.
The next few days felt almost unnervingly peaceful. No jabs from Cassie. No lingering stares. It was tempting to believe she’d finally given up, except I knew better. She was letting Liam’s temper cool.
Her truce broke on a Thursday morning.
“I need to buy some things for the babies,” she said over breakfast, her tone overly sweet. “Emily should come with me. She’s a woman. Better choices and all.”
I knew it wasn’t an invitation. It was bait. But I told Liam it was fine, and went.
The store was all soft pastels and tiny clothes. Cassie cooed over every item.
“Oh, this little romper is adorable,” she gushed. “I don’t even know their gender yet. Emily, which would you want first? A boy or a girl? Oh…sorry. Forget, I asked.”
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I just smiled and rolled my eyes, refusing to give her the reaction she wanted
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Halfway through, my phone beeped Sophia had sent a picture of Jay’s living room, now transformed into a karaoke setup. Captioned:
Jay ditched me for studio sessions. Come overrr.
A smile tugged at my lips. Only Sophia would turn a Thursday afternoon into a full–blown concert. I could practically hear her laugh through the text.
I looked at Cassie. “Something came up. Finish without me.”
Her eyes narrowed, but I was already walking away.
By the time I reached Jay’s, Sophia had a playlist queued and shot me a wicked grin. “This one’s for Cassie.”
The speakers blasted a string of profanity–laced breakup anthems, and we sang them at the top of our lungs until my cheeks hurt from laughing.
Somewhere in the haze, I must’ve dozed off.
The next thing I knew, I was being set down onto a familiar mattress.
My lashes fluttered open to a blur of warm light and Liam’s face.
A slow, knowing smile curved his mouth.
“Hey… what happened?” I mumbled, still trying to piece together how I’d gone from Jay’s couch to
his bed.
“I came back and you weren’t home,” he said. “So I called you, Sophia answered. She told me you were asleep at Jay’s.”
“I don’t know… lately I get worn out so fast, it’s ridiculous.”
That glint appeared in his eyes, the one that meant he was up to something.
“What?” I asked.
“Remember that getaway we planned before the whole Cassie mess?” he asked.
“Yeah,” I said, curious where he was going with this.
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His lips curved. “It’s still on. But first… I’m taking you away for the weekend. Little Palm Island
Resort.
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