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We walked the two doors down in awkward silence. When we got to Macy’s door, she pulled her key out, pausing for a second.
“Thanks for tonight, Liam. I had a good time.” She glanced over her shoulder at me, her hand on the doorknob.
Taking a big fucking chance, I stepped forward, cupping her face in my hands and kissing her hard. She sighed into my mouth, her body melting into mine. We kissed in front of her door for what felt like eternity, but was probably five minutes, until I couldn’t feel my fingers anymore from the cold.
“Night, Macy,” I said, breaking away from her lips.
“Night, Liam,” she murmured, glancing up at me through her long lashes.
I waited for her to get into her apartment safely, then turned and walked the few steps back to mine. I had no idea what just happened there. The only thing I knew for sure was I liked Macy—a lot more than I probably should—and that scared the hell out of me.
8
MACY
What in the actual hell was I thinking sleeping with Liam McCauliffe? On a first date, no less.Sure, I’d slept with other guys, but this time felt—different. Better for sure, more electric. More intense.
More real.
And that scared the shit out of me.
Honestly, I should probably avoid him. It would be for the best, for everyone involved. Let him focus on his family and the store, and I could just go back to regularly scheduled programming. Same old, same old.
Maybe for the rest of my life.
Geez, that was fucking depressing.
I leaned back against the door, a heavy sigh escaping into my dark, quiet apartment. Which was usually my comfort zone. But right now? It felt lonely. Everly wasn’t even home yet. That was probably a blessing in disguise, though, because the last thing I needed was one thousand and one questions about my date with Liam.
You could have stayed.
Nope. Bad idea. I squashed that thought down. What I needed now was distance—I shouldn’t go there again.
But how could I stay away? For one, he lived two doors down. Two, Peachtree Grove was smaller than a freaking postage stamp. No way would I be able to avoid him, especially considering I worked at two of the main establishments in town and he worked at the third.
And three—and here was the real issue—I knew, deep down, that I wanted to see him again.Hadto see him again.
Liam McCauliffe was surprisingly addictive. I’d known him less than three days and he was all I could think about. His smile, his eyes, his smell. And now I had even more thoughts for my arsenal—his lips, his taste, his touch. Gawd, his body. Liam was every bit as hot as I thought he’d be. Hotter, even.
And this line of thinking wasn’t helping my cause. At all.
I hadn’t even wanted to get into the kiddie pool with Liam and now here I was, in the fucking deep end. No, scratch that—the ocean—with the guy.
FML.
I needed to avoid him at all costs, otherwise I could make a very bad decision. After everything I’d been through in my life, I knew better than to get involved; no one ever stayed. And Liam was a flight risk. In fact, he for sure would be leaving this town. So what the hell was I doing?
No, I needed to cut my losses right now.
Deep down, I knew I could fall in L-O-V-E with this man and there was no way that feeling would be mutual. I couldn’t let my heart get broken. I’d been hurt too many times before and, in the end, it was never worth it.
Men didn’t stay and Liam never even planned to.
So I definitely—one hundred percent—should avoid Liam McCauliffe.
* * *
Buzz,buzz.
