Twenty Eight

"But he fuckin touched you!" Liam is fuming in anger and not even trying to hide it behind one of his creepy smiles.

"He saved me from that stupid waiter" I replied, adjusting the towel on my body.

"But he still touched you." Liam raised his brows up way too forcefully.

"Yes because he was trying to save me, get this together Liam, do you expect him to save me some psychokinetic powers or what?" I try not to raise my voice.

We are in the private room I was brought into after the small incident with the waiter, and after waiting inside by myself for ages, Liam had burst in the room to tell me how he didn't witness the whole incident but had seen a glimpse of Draken holding my waist.

Wow.

"You have hands, he could have held your hands, why go all the way to touch your waist? I don't even want him or anyone touching any part of you"

"Okay you're getting weird, you're supposed to be grateful to Draken, but you're here yelling at me. What the hell" I scoff, knowing if this goes on I