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What had I been thinking?
Rolling onto my side, I almost fell on the floor. Frowning, I squinted to see where the hell I was. My office. I was on the sofa. Why was I on the sofa in my office?
Pieces started to filter in, and then it all came crashing back.
Liberty.
Just like that, my chest felt like I’d ripped it open and pulled out my own heart again. The whiskey had made me forget, but that was only a temporary fix. I’d fucked up. Fisting my hands, I closed my eyes as the memory of her face yesterday taunted me. That beautiful smile and her bright, shining eyes, always there when I got home, making me feel like every bad thing that had ever happened to me was worth it because it had led me to her.
Until yesterday.
A knock on my office door started up the drumline in my head again.
Why couldn’t everyone leave me alone? I had to fix what I’d done.
“GO AWAY!” I shouted, then pressed my fingers to my temples to ease the stabbing pain that came with it.
Another knock.
Who the hell was that?
Standing up, I stalked over to the door and jerked it open, ready to unleash a string of curses on whoever it was, but the sight of Selena knocked me off-balance. I’d not expected her.
Oh, wait, Tex had said something about the doctor being here.
“What do you want?” I growled.
The smile on her face brightened, as if I’d greeted her like I wanted her here. What was she up to?
“Liam, you smell like you’ve had better days,” she said in an annoyingly cheerful tone. “Life been stressful?”
I glared at her. Talking meant more pain, and she didn’t rank on the important meter for me to use my words.
She flipped her hair over her shoulder, and … was she batting her eyelashes at me? Was this a bad drunken dream? Because I’d rather be woken up and deal with the hangover.
Stepping past me, she walked into my office. “Whew, you need lots of water. It’s the best fix. Greasy food too. Although don’t tell anyone I am admitting that.”
Ugh, would she shut up?
“Why are you here?” I asked, my voice gravelly, matching the way my head felt.
She moved closer to me. I didn’t like the look on her face. I knew that look. She was flirting.
I held up both hands. “Whoa. Personal space,” I warned.
She placed her hands on her hips and pressed her lips out in a pout.
Oh God, stop. Please, someone, end this torture and get her crazy ass out of here. I have too much shit to deal with.
“I miss you. And before you tell me again, I know—I know—you got trapped by some bartender. I needed time to process it, but I did. And I am okay with it. I’m a pediatrician after all. I love children. It’s not a turnoff for me. I think you doing the right thing and being there for the baby is truly selfless.”
I held my hands up, shaking my head. She needed to go.
Where was Tex? Why hadn’t he stopped her from coming up here?
“No,” I said with enough force to make me wince again. “Not interested. Go away. What else do I have to say to make you leave?”
There was a flash of fury that I didn’t miss in her eyes, even in my hungover state. She didn’t like being told no. I’d missed that about her before, but thinking back, she had pouted about things. Oh, who cared? She was not important.
