A dazed-looking Liam stares at me until Asher wraps his hand around his throat, pulling his lips to him. He kisses Liam savagely, hungrily, and I can tell that it’s mainly to show me up. I’ll be honest though, the only real winner in this scenario is Liam, and when Asher rips away from him, the idiot is grinning like he just won the goddamn lottery.
