Chapter Thirteen

Emma’s POV

“Anna?” Liam paused and asked the lady who had called out his name from behind us. “What are you doing here?” he probed.

“Won’t I get a hug first at least?” she asked sultrily.

“Uhm, right,” Liam responded, letting go of my hand and wrapping his arms around her.

With the kind of tension that was in the air, it was clear that Liam and Anna had something in the past.

Undeniably, she was a very pretty woman. She had long, slim legs, similar to those of a model, and her very long hair, which was a beautiful color mix of light brown and ginger, was done into a neat low ponytail that went so well with her fair silky skin. She was practically perfect.

“It’s been what, three years?” she asked Liam as they released each other from their minute-long hug. “I’ve missed you, Liam,” she continued, looking into his eyes and not letting go of his hands.

“Can't say the same,” he responded with a tight-lipped smile.

I could tell that he was uncomfortable, but he was trying his best not to sh