Page 47 of Falling For Liam
“So I see. Enjoy.” Turning towards my own room, I make a quick escape, thankful that I’m not going to have to listen to what’s about to happen in the room next to mine.
BJ’s been kind of quiet with the ladies the past few weeks, but something seems to have sparked his womanising ways again. I wonder briefly if Liv’s appearance and us getting together has anything to do with it, but I push the thought away as quickly as it came.
Knowing I’ve got something planned for her means my morning drags. My four hours on the radio usually flies, but every time I look at the clock, only minutes have passed.
I may have told a little white lie about Liv meeting me here so we could spend the day together. In reality, I’ve got someone else meeting her before I do. I probably should have told her so she could have prepared, but I wanted it to be a surprise.
As the clock ticks around towards the end of my show, my nerves increase. I know she’s going to be on her way, totally oblivious of what’s about to happen.
* * *
I finish up my show before going to get a coffee. I sit myself by the door so I’ll be able to see her the second she appears. Hopefully, I’ll be able to read her expression before she sees me and know if I’m in the shit or not.
I’m in luck, because when she does appear around the corner, she’s with my boss. He says something to her as they come to a stop by the entrance to the café, and he sticks his hand out for her to shake. Her returning smile is wide but it doesn’t quite meet her eyes, and my heart sinks. Have I done the wrong thing?
“Oh my god!” she squeals when she sees me watching and my boss has walked off down the corridor. “You could have bloody warned me.” Walking over to where I’m now stood, she makes a show of playfully slapping my shoulder. Her smile is much more genuine now, and I breathe a sigh of relief.
When I heard through the grapevine that one of the journalists found out she was seven months pregnant, I immediately went to my boss and threw Liv’s name in the hat. He’d already met her and was impressed when she came to interview for a junior position earlier in the summer, but he felt she would be lowering herself to offer her the job. I’m not sure she felt the same at the time, because it was her attempt at getting out of Cardiff. But she’s here now, and this job has her name written all over it.
“Yeah, I probably should. But I remember how nervous you were last time, so… Anyway, what did he say?”
“That it’s mine!”
Grabbing her arms, I pull her to me. “Congratulations,” I say before kissing her so deeply that it earns a couple of wolf whistles from the others in the café.
“I need coffee,” she admits when I release her.
As I stand and wait to pay for her cappuccino, I watch her. Gone is the joy from a few minutes ago; instead, she looks much like she did when she first arrived here, with the weight of the world on her shoulders.
“Sir?” the girl behind the till shouts, dragging me from the thoughts about what could be going on.
“Here you go.”
“Thank you,” she says, plastering a bright smile on her face.
“Let’s get out of here.”
“Sure.”
Sliding my hand into hers, I pull her with me to where my car’s parked. She talks about what my boss said in her interview, but her voice doesn’t have the excitement I would have expected.
Pulling up in an almost deserted car park at the top of a cliff, I kill the engine and turn towards her.
“Are you mad at me for not telling you?”
“What? No, of course not. Thank you so much for organising it,” she says as an afterthought.
“What’s going on, Liv? It’s like you’re not really here.”
“Nothing. Everything’s fine.” Her fake smile makes a reappearance, and all it does is piss me off.
“No, it’s not,” I snap, a little more harshly than I intended. Her eyes widen and her chin drops. “Sorry, but something’s happened, I know it has. Tell me. Let me help.”
I can see she’s torn. Her brows crease and her eyes darken before she tears them away from mine and focuses out to the sea beyond. The waves crash into the rocks and I can’t help but feel like it’s a sign for what’s to come.
Chapter Fourteen
Olivia
