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Liam stood a few feet away, dressed in sweats and a T-shirt.
I quickly ran for the bedroom to find some clothes. “Excuse me,” I said, not being able to meet his eyes.
I couldn’t believe we’d had sex. Twice. It all seemed surreal at this point with everything that had happened. And I was unsure of what to say to Liam once I came out of the bedroom.
First thing, I had to find clothes before I figured out what I was going to say to him. I was so fixed on getting dressed that I almost missed the alarm clock blinking away at me.
“We have power?”
“I was going to tell you before you ran away,” Liam said from the other room.
I hadn’t realized I had talked that loud.
“Sorry,” I yelled back, and then I winced.
Sorry. What the hell am I sorry for?
I have sex with the man, and I turn into a dork.
I had plugged in my phone next to the bed last night so that when the electricity came back on, it would charge. I checked, and my phone was at sixty percent, so it couldn’t have been too long since the power had returned. But it didn’t matter. It was back.
“I’m going to take a shower,” I told him.
A little time alone to clear my head might do me some good.
* * *
After I was dressed, I decided the best thing to do with my time was clean up after everything that had happened the night before.
Liam had already wrung out his clothes in the bathtub and hung them up to dry, so I went to work on fixing the beds. I put the blanket and comforter back on the bedroom mattress, and I started changing the sheets on the pullout bed.
“What are you doing?” Liam asked me from the kitchen. Now that we had electricity, he was cooking.
I thought it was obvious. “Changing the sheets. There are a few extra sets in the bedroom closet.”
He smiled. “I can see that. But what I want to know is, why?”
I went with the obvious answer first. “You fell in the creek last night and then slept in it. Who knows what you brought to bed with you?”
He pointed his spatula at me. “Good point.”
“Also…” I shrugged. “You know…”
Liam’s brow furrowed. “What? Did I cut myself or something? Did I bleed on the sheets?” He held up his arms and inspected them. Then, his shirt was lifted, and he looked at his chest and abdomen. He put his thumbs in the waistband of his sweats when I stopped him.
“No, you didn’t cut yourself.”
“Then, I don’t understand.”
I rolled my eyes. “We had sex, Liam. Without a condom. Which we should probably talk about.”
He winked at me. “That’s right; we did have sex. Several times, I believe.”
I put a hand on my hip and stared at him, a deadpan look on my face. “So, you did know what I was referring to?”
He grinned. “Sure did. But you were acting shy all of a sudden. I’m still Liam, and you’re still Chloe. You don’t have to be weird around me.”
“Right,” I agreed, forcing a smile.
