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Chapter 4

"Who are you?" The words fell anxiously through my mouth as I couldn't help but feel scared by his presence.

"You'll find out sooner or later." His smirk become more prominent as his glare drilled through my eyes. He knew I was scared, almost like he could read me. I could tell as he scanned me like you would scan an item at check-out. My legs moved faster than my beating heart as I scurried away and I escaped. I gripped the railing of the stairs harder than he had gripped me, trying not to let my shakey legs and anxiousness get the best of me.

Where was Liam? His seat was empty as I surveyed through the crowd. One unfamiliar face after another, my eyes couldn't match the face I was hoping to focus on.

"Hey babe." My body let out a sigh as I heard a sweet voice behind me. "Hi baby!" Smiling felt so natural whenever I was with Liam. He was my light in the darkness.

"Oh my god Liam! You shouldn't have!" He giant knuckles were white, giving away how hard he was holding the maroon roses that his hands were enclosed around.

"I definitely should have, you were absolutely amazing up there Jessie," he said, his smooth and sexy voice instantly calming me. His  eyes glistened with contentment which made my heart flutter. He was proud of me.

I gripped the flowers as the sweet scent of them permeated my nostrils. I wasn't really paying attention to them, unconsciously propelling the bouquet to the floor. Liam's masked expression was astonished to what I was doing. He soon realized what I was doing as my hands locked their place in his hair, pulling him into my personal space. Warmth flooded through me as our lips became in contact.

It felt like I could stay like this forever. Right here, with Liam, in this very position, our lips dancing smoothly with each other. But, I cared too much about what other people think of me. I pulled away from Liam for just a moment, sliding my hands down his neck to sit there contently. As I did, I looked around the room, noticing the disgusted looks that had washed over everyone's face as they watched Liam and I join into one. However, there was one face that was different from all the rest. 

The rude mystery man must had seen it all, judging by the emotion his facial qualities expressed. His eyebrows were brought together in the center of his face, topping the invidious frown that was smuthered across his mouth. Being with Liam obviously drove this beautiful creature wild, and I had no intent to stop here. 

I pulled Liam into me once more, connecting our entire body to the others. Chest against chest, legs entwined with each others, it was the perfect recipe for jealousy. I looked over at him again, his arms now crossed over his chest, but his face remained the same. As our eyes met, his arms became limp, hanging by his sides, as he walked away. Good. That'll teach that punk to mess with me. 

As I was thinking, I suddenly felt something hard against my leg. Oh god, not here Liam. Pleaseeeee not here I began to say to myself. Yes, it is normal for these sort of things to happen to men like him, but he was too large in size to hide. My lips left his just as my hands did, before I grabbed onto his incredible biceps and ran out of the building. 

Once outside, I looked at him. "What's your problem?" he asked, obviously not aware of the situation. "Liam...look down," I tried to say straightly, but a giggled made it's way through. He looked, before quickly whipping his head up. "Oh shit!" he exclaimed, his face becoming redder than the blood that had collected down there. 

We raced to the car, eager to get home. The drive back was enough to calm him down, thank the lord. It was sort of awkward, him being in the state he was in and all. I wanted nothing more than to just go crazy and do it right there, but that wouldn't be okay. Just because we did it once, doens't mean we can do it everyday...right?