A blip of panic sears up from deep in my gut. Which is nothing new. If he sees Liam speaking to me, there’s no telling what he’d do. Is he even here? Would I recognize him if he was? I lower my head and then abruptly make a break for it like the coward I am. Heading back towards the bar. I’m not ready to talk to him yet, if my raging heart and sweaty palms are any indication.
