I don’t know what’s going on with me. I don’t like men, never have. Liam is just…Liam, and that’s not a good enough answer. So, I stay silent. He shakes his head in disappointment, turning to step out of the shower when he looks over his shoulder at me. “I’ll see what Wesley is up to; I’m sure he’d love a midafternoon blowjob.” Anger flashes across my eyes, and before I know what I’m doing, I’m closing the distance between us. My hand wraps around his throat as I pin him to the tile wall.
