“You know I don’t mind paying for it. You won’t owe me a thing. I want to keep you safe.” My lip trembles, “No, thank you.” “It doesn’t have to be like this, Layla.” His coppery eyebrows knit together, somehow making him even more handsome. His freckles and tossed hair make him look deceptively boyish, but he’s not. Liam Curran is all man. Where was all of this when it mattered? I tear my arms out of his grasp, his fingers leaving red indents in their wake. “Yes, it does.” I turn again, walking quicker as my chest aches. Fuck you, Liam. Fuck. You. “Look me in the eyes and tell me you feel
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