Page 31 of Falling For Liam
“Let’s get the weekend started right now then, shall we? I’m going to kick us off with the first couple of songs, and then it’s all over to you, so make sure you’ve hit us up with your requests.”
Hitting play on my first choice, I sit back and allow my imagination to run wild for a few minutes.
Chapter Ten
Olivia
The moment I wake up, everything from last night slams into me. The fear brought on by my nightmare, followed by the contentment of being wrapped in Liam’s arms. Flipping over, excitement licks at my insides at the thought of him being asleep next to me, but it soon disappears when I see the bed beside me empty. A sigh of disappointment passes my lips as I turn back over to find my phone. If I can’t have him beside me, I need the next best thing.
My eyes widen when I see that it’s almost 9am. I haven’t managed to sleep this late in ages. I try not to think about the fact it’s probably thanks to my companion.
Tingles start up in my belly the second his deep voice fills my ears, but it only lasts so long because my stomach rumbles, reminding me that I didn’t eat last night.
Dragging my body from the comfort of the bed, I make use of the en suite before pulling on a pair of shorts and heading out to find some food, all the while my phone staying locked in my hand so I can listen to Liam.
I’m totally lost in my own thoughts, munching on a slice of toast, when BJ finds me tucked into the corner of the sofa.
His lips curl into an amused smirk as he looks from me to my phone on the armrest.
“You miss him already?”
My face burns with embarrassment. I guess listening to his morning show is no longer my secret guilty pleasure. “Something like that,” I mutter.
Falling down onto the opposite sofa, BJ keeps his eyes on me.
“What?”
“Are you okay?”
“Of course, why?”
“Last night…sounded…intense.”
Ripping my eyes away from him so he can’t see my pain, I stare at the wall and mutter, “It was nothing.”
“Liv, you don’t need to do that,” BJ says, his voice unusually soft. “You don’t need to pretend that you’re not still dealing with all that. I know we’re just a couple of guys, but we’re here for you.”
My eyes get a little damp at his words. Nic was right all those weeks ago; BJ is really just a big teddy bear.
“Thank you.”
Liam’s voice thankfully puts a stop to our conversation. I really am grateful for all their support, but I don’t need to talk about what happened.
“Let’s get the weekend started right now then, shall we? I’m going to kick us off with the first couple of songs and then it’s all over to you, so make sure you’ve hit us up with your requests.”
We both sit there in silence as the first few beats to ‘Earned It’ by The Weekend fill the room. Putting my plate down, I allow the lyrics to wash over me. I feel tingles erupt within me before goosebumps race across my skin. Something about this song gets me every single time. Whether it’s the beat, the words, or Christian fucking Grey himself, I’ve no idea, but it always hits the spot.
I feel BJ’s eyes on me but I don’t open mine or question him; I’m too lost in my imagination. I don’t regret not making a move with Liam last night. The timing was most definitely not right, but fuck if the feeling of his body crushed next to mine didn’t kick start things inside me. The softness of his lips against my skin, the heat of his hands pressed against me, his hardness…my thoughts begin to take on a life of their own and it’s not until BJ clears his throat that I remember I’m not alone.
“Should I leave you to it?” he asks with a laugh as I throw a cushion at his head. “I think you need to let him sort you out, you know,” he calls as I excuse myself to the kitchen when the song comes to an end.
Ignoring his comment, I set about washing up the mess I’ve made while I dance along to Liam’s next song choice, ‘SexyBack’ by Justin Timberlake. I roll my hips and wiggle my bum in time with the music and allow myself a few minutes of nothingness to just enjoy myself. Everything I’m trying to deal with disappears and it’s just me, the beat, and an imaginary Liam in my head.
I don’t realise the song’s finished until I hear BJ’s voice, but turning around I find he’s not in the room.
“Banging song choices,” his voice booms. My eyes fly to my phone and my cheeks heat as I wait for what he’s going to say next. “I think they’ve hit the perfect spot to ensure a fun-filled weekend here. It’s got blood pumping and hips rolling, that’s for sure.” My eyes widen as what he’s really saying hits me. Shit, he was just watching me.
“Uh…well, thank you,” Liam says, recovering from his best friend’s cryptic statement. “I’m so glad you’re enjoying our music.” To anyone else, his voice would give nothing away, but I hear the slight crack as BJ’s words hit home. “Did you want to request a song?” he asks politely.
