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“Yesssss, get him here to pick us up. That way we don’t have to wait ages. That saying ‘these boots are made for walking’, well, these shoes are not made for all night dancing.” She fake cries and I text Liam back.
Me:Pretty sure most Uber drivers aren’t as hot as you. We’re at Southbank if your offer still stands?
Liam replies almost immediately.
Liam:I’m blushing baby. Be there in 20 x
We collapse into a booth to wait for Liam while Nora texts Zoey to tell her we're leaving and Zoey replies with a series of rude emojis, which is very on brand for her. Within minutes, my best friend is snoring next to me. Also, very on brand for her.
When Liam calls me to tell me he’s here, I wiggle Nora to wake her. “We’re good to go, babe. Wake up.” She mumbles a few words I can’t even begin to decipher, so I haul her up into my side and stumble out to Liam’s car.
Nora manages to find her feet again once we hit the fresh air, which is a good thing because when I spot Liam, leaning against his Tesla, I immediately want to run to him and claim him as mine. I’ve never appreciated a fancy sports car and a lean male physique more than I do right now; seeing him leaning against the sleek lines of his car with his long sleeved white t-shirt is sending all sorts of dirty signals through my body.
Down, girl.
He smiles broadly when he sees us and I can’t stop myself from running to him. Call it liquid confidence, but I know this giddy feeling is a natural high from him and not a tequila one. I jump into his arms, wrap my legs around his waist as his enormous arms scoop me up, holding me tightly against him.
“Hey, Scotty. You miss me?” The feeling of his face buried against my neck, his stubble brushing against my skin gives me shivers.
“I did, lover boy. I missed you a lot,” I admit.
“Owww! These shoes were made by the devil.” Nora approaches us slower because she didn’t run at Liam like a woman possessed. I lower myself from his grip and he pecks my cheek affectionately.
“Did you ladies have fun? You both still look amazing, by the way.” Liam smiles his charming smile, turning my insides to mush, but I appreciate his lie because both Nora and I are borderline dishevelled after a night of dancing and drinking.
“We had the best night, dancing, drinking… and dancing. Wait, did I already say that? Oh, and Zoey was there. She met some guy on the dance floor and they were dirty dancing all over the place. We left them to steam up the windows. Also, a cute guy gave me his number, and he had glasses. He also thought Jess was a…” and that is the exact point I slap my hand over her mouth. Nora sniggers beneath my palm but then tries to lick my hand like a child.
“You licked me!” I shriek, wiping my freshly licked hand on her dress.
“What did he think you were?” Liam asks dubiously.
I roll my eyes at the ridiculousness. “It’s not a big deal. He thought I was a waitress. All the waitresses were wearing white… yay for matching!” I say sarcastically.
Liam stifles a laugh and just as he bends to kiss me, we spot Nora wobbling around like aWeeble, laughing and stumbling.Good lord alive, am I that drunk too?I don’t feel that drunk, but then Nora has always been a lightweight.
“Woah there, Nelly.” Liam dives to grab Nora before she eats the pavement. “Let’s get you two dancing queens home, then. Cuppa before bed?” He guides Nora to the passenger door as she nods her head sleepily. His front seat folds forwards and Nora jumps into the backseat with a squeal of excitement that makes us both laugh.
I wrap my arms around Liam, stroking the soft hair at the nape of his neck as I look up at him. His body moulds into mine easily, his hard lines discovering my soft ones.
“Thank you for coming to get us.” I peck his cheek softly as he nods. His eyes burn into my own, his hands drift around me, soothing any soreness my body accumulated from dancing tonight. It takes all my strength not to let out a satisfied sigh from the feel of his hands on me so, instead I settle into staring into my favourite pair of hazel eyes.
“You’re so good, Liam Taylor.” I end the sentence with a drunken hiccup and a rumbling laugh leaves Liam’s chest. He pulls me in closer and kisses me with such passion that forces out that involuntary moan I’m trying to suppress.
“You taste like limes and sin, Scotty.” He licks his lips and opens the door, gesturing for me to get into the car. “Come on, baby. You need sleep, otherwise you'll feel like shit tomorrow.” He closes my door and before I know it, we are outside our house and Liam is waking me up to come inside.
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Liam
Iwakeandcheckmy watch to see it's 8:05 am on a Saturday. I stayed at Jess’ after picking her and Nora up last night. Watching the two of them drunkenly dance around to Abba once we got home was definitely one of the funniest things I’ve seen in a while. They both got a second wind after I made them tea and toast and ended up dancing until around half one in the morning.
I may or may not have got some video footage of them both being dancing queens and telling me that I was also a dancing queen. Highlight of the night for me.
I glance over at Jess, who is asleep on her front, her dark brown hair splayed across her pillow and her lips parted as she breathes deeply. I take in every curve of her face as she lays peacefully. I desperately want to touch her and trace the outline of her lips, her nose and her chin, but I let her sleep.
When we came to bed last night, she tried to seduce me by stripping, but she ended up getting tangled in her dress whilst trying to get it off. I’ve never seen someone be so confused by removing a piece of clothing.
She was drunk enough that she mostly found it hilarious and damn, did she look adorable, laughing and carefree like that. We ended up cuddling until she fell asleep, which was about two seconds. I didn’t know how badly I craved just being asleep with her. The way her body moulds so perfectly into mine. Every inch of her was made for me and I plan on keeping her for as long as I can.
