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“I said I want you. Us.” He reaches out a hand and touches my face, so I step back. “I don’t expect you to fall into my arms. I get that, but I thought while I’m here, I’d ask you to go on a date.”
The day takes a step from the mundane and stressful to the unreal. He launches into a monologue about his ex, thenthis? “Ask me on a date?”
“Yeah, you know. Go out, have fun.” He looks at my mouth. “If I’m lucky, you might kiss me.” His eyes hold that amused sparkle that disarms me. “I’ll take you anywhere you want. How about tomorrow?”
“I can’t drop everything for dates with rock stars. If I did agree, I’d need time to organise a babysitter.” Liam’s disappointed look tempers my mood. “Next weekend, maybe.”
“Oh.”
“What?”
“I’m back to the States on Wednesday, doing some session work for a few weeks.” He sighs. “I’d offer to take you both out somewhere tomorrow but I’m selfish. I want a date with you, not you and Ella.”
“Next time you’re back,” I say lightly, but the excitement churns into nausea. Like Christmas, he could go back to the StatesandHoney.
“I guess I could come back tomorrow and take you both somewhere, if that’s the only way I’ll get to see you.”
I drag my brain back to reality. “Ella has nursery school on Mondays, and I have things to do. Nothing a rock star with free time on his hands could involve himself in.”
In a daze, I head to the kitchen, before I allow myself to change my mind. Liam. Here. Wanting me.
“Do you want me to go and not come back?” he asks from behind.
“I need to think about all this. I can’t just accept you walking into my life and saying these crazy things.”
I turn back to him and this time when he steps forward, I don’t move. “Okay, I’ll leave you to think about what I’ve said.”
“Thank you.”
“But aren’t you going to wish me happy birthday before I go?” he whispers, touching my hair.
The sensation tingles my scalp and my cheeks heat. “Crap. That was rude of me. Sorry, Liam. Happy birthday.”
“Thank you.” He grins.
“Celebrating tonight?” I ask. “What do rock stars do on their birthdays?”
He glances around. “Well, I missed the ‘pass the parcel’ which is a bit disappointing.”
I pout at his teasing and grab a plastic bag from the box. “Have a party bag instead. Sorry, we only have princess ones left.”
Liam peers into the bag and a slow smile crosses his face. “You gave me lollipops. Do you still think I’m a sweet guy?”
Suddenly, I’m there again, with Liam in the snow and the heart-thumping need to touch him returns with the memory. “Yes.”
He shakes his head. “I’m nothing like a sweet guy recently; I was a bastard to Honey.”
“The heart you have in there is huge, Liam.” I place a hand on his warm chest, against the steady thrum of his heartbeat. “You just have to give that heart to the right person, and that wasn’t Honey.”
The unspoken words of who he wants to give his heart to are in his eyes and I wish I hadn’t said anything. “Would you kick my backside if I asked for a birthday kiss?”
I stare at Liam’s mouth, shocked by his forwardness and hold myself back from doing what he asks. “If I kiss you again, will you come back this time?”
“Will you wait?” He shifts closer and slides an arm around my waist.
“I’m not going anywhere.” I press myself against his chest, brain screaming at my stupidity.
“I’m sorry,” he says.
