Chapter Seventy

Emma’s POV

“Good morning,” I greeted Liam as his eyelids fluttered open.

“Morning,” he smiled at me as he cleared his eyes. “Sleep well?” he asked.

“Mhm,” I responded, softly. “I slept very well,” I said, playing with his fingers.

“Of course you did,” he let out a small laugh. “After last night I’m pretty sure you slept like a baby”.

“Stop it,” I swatted his arm playfully and buried my head in his chest, soaking all the warmth that was emitting from his body.

After Liam kissed me last night, one thing led to the other and I, of course, found myself lying naked in his bed, watching him shuffle around his room looking for a condom until he eventually found one. We made love to each other repeatedly until I eventually lost count of how many rounds we went. We did it on the bed, in the bathtub, in his walk-in closet, on his desk, you name it.

It was too good.

I knew very well that what was happening at that moment shouldn’t be happening, but I didn’t care much at that time. I wanted Liam