Page 21 of Second Chances


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I opened my door and called out, “Are you decent? Is it safe to come out?”

Liam chuckled from the main room. “There’s no fire quite yet, so I don’t know how safe it is. But I’m decent.”

I smiled and made a pit stop in the bathroom to throw my wet suit over the edge of the tub. Then, I went out to see how Liam was doing on the fire.

He was leaning in front of the stove, dressed in gray sweatpants and a white tee, and there was wood in the stove. I wasn’t sure of everything he was doing, but I watched as he was able to bring the fire to life.

“How do you know how to do that?” I asked, fascinated.

He looked over his shoulder at me and grinned. “YouTube, baby.”

I laughed. “Instead of saying,They have an app for that, YouTube could make a slogan, saying,We have a video for that.”

“They should totally do that.” He stood and brushed his pants off.

Of course, my eyes followed his hands, and I almost sighed when I saw his crotch. God bless gray sweatpants and man bulge.

I had to wonder if Liam would notice if I was missing because I wanted to go back into the bedroom to take a quick break to get myself off. At the rate I was going, it would probably take me two minutes to reach an orgasm. But then again, I couldn’t promise I wouldn’t make any noises or cry out his name as I brought myself to completion.

It would probably be best if I found another outlet for my sexual frustration.

I headed to the kitchen. “What shall we have for dinner?”

* * *

I pushed my plate away and sat back in my chair. “That was good.”

Liam had braved the cold again and gone outside to grill steaks. I’d stayed in and made us baked potatoes and side salads.

“Yes, it was.” He picked up his dishes and took them to the sink. After rinsing them off, he put them in the dishwasher.

Could this man be any more perfect?

“What?” Liam said after he closed the dishwasher door.

Oh jeez.I hadn’t realized I’d been grinning at him like a fool.

“Oh, nothing. Just thinking it was nice to see someone clean up after themselves.”

He frowned. “Savannah doesn’t clean up after herself? No wonder you want her to move out.”

I had tried to be general in my compliment, but I couldn’t let him think Savannah was a bad roommate. Loud? Yes. Messy? No.

“No, she’s actually very good about that.” I stood and picked up my plate and glass. “It’s just others I’ve lived with who didn’t always do their share.”

“Darren?”

I chuckled. “How did you know?”

Liam shrugged with a smile. “He’s the only other person I know who you lived with.”

“Lucky guess then.”

I also put my stuff in the dishwasher, and Liam and I worked together to clean up the kitchen. Neither of us said anything as we worked, and it was nice to not have to make conversation just for the sake of it.

When we were done, he asked, “Is it movie time? What are we watching?”

“What? Why do I get to pick?”

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