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They tense and look at each other. I guess they had something to do with that. The door opens and in walks Liam. He spots me and walks over, and he shakes hands with Butcher, Techy, and Kyle.

“Good to have you home, Liam,” Kyle tells him.

Liam looks at me and then back at them. “Good to be fucking home.”

I hide my smile and look at Kayla, who is practically swooning over Liam. Dad is just glaring at him like he is the cause of all his troubles.

Liam

Her father is pissed at me, but I couldn’t give two fucks. The moment the door to the warehouse shut, with Paisley inside, he threatened me to keep me away from her.

I told him, and I fucking quote, “She is mine and you will have to kill me before I’ll leave her.” That’s why he is pissed, and I don’t blame him. I will be the same if I am lucky enough to have a daughter someday, and I honestly hope that I don’t. Too many fuckers in this world. I have firsthand knowledge of how horrible people can be.

“Bye you guys, love you.” She waves and I follow her out of the clubhouse. I can feel the eyes glaring at my back. I flip them off and they all laugh. I couldn’t give two fucks what they think. We all know that Paisley and me is something that is going to happen.

Paisley

Liam walks me to the hospital entrance. My stomach is in knots because I am not sure what I need to do or say. We are in a weird place where I don’t know what is going on. I thumb the strap of my bag, gnawing on my bottom lip. “I guess I will head on in,” I tell him, and he takes a step closer.

I hold my breath waiting to see what he will do. His face bends down, his lips settling on my forehead. “Have a good day at work, Baby.” I close my eyes, enjoying feeling him against me.

“You have a nice day too,” I tell him and he lets me go. I turn around and put my hand over my mouth, trying to seem calm and collected, when I am anything but that.

Vanessa looks at me, wide eyed. “Girl, he has it bad.” She groans. “I am so jealous!” She screeches the last part.

I laugh and put my back on my locker. She eyes me up and down. “You’ve had this man hooked since he was seventeen years old. You’re a goddess.”

I laugh again. “He has had me hooked too. The moment I laid eyes on him, I was a goner.”

She nods.

There is a knock on the door and it’s pushed open, revealing an amused Liam. I’m probably as pale as Vanessa is right now. “Want me to bring you lunch?” he asks, his eyes full of laughter.

Oh my god, did he hear what I just said? My heart feels like it just skipped a beat. “I will text you when I am going on break,” I manage to get out.

“Alright.” He winks and starts to shut the door; then he peeks in again.

I gulp.

“I am a goner for you too, Baby.”

My mouth opens and I stare at the now-closed door, then at Vanessa, who is sitting on the booth clutching her chest.

“Oh my god,” I whisper over and over while I try to wrap my head around what just happened.

Vanessa manages to laugh. “You’re so fucked,” she says gleefully.

I can’t believe he just said that. One thing I know for certain; you couldn’t take the smile off my face even if you tried.

A Few Hours Later

Today has sucked, completely and utterly. It isn’t even lunchtime yet and it sucks, because guess who broke their arm?

Tony!

The very same guy who was starting to harass me at Pat’s—until he saw Liam, that is—and to top it all? I was assigned to be his nurse.

Life is just perfect, isn’t it?

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