When I move my gaze away from Fitz to look back at Liam, I see that he’s already looking right at me with an annoying smirk on his face. “You’re a pretty little thing, aren’t you?” He says, and I could almost swear I feel bile coming up my throat. “Watch it,” Fitz warns from beside me, and his threatening tone makes my skin heat up. God, Wendy. Now is not the time to be getting horny.
