Page 48 of Trusting Liam (Taking Chances 2)

Liam’s lips turned up. “Seriously?” He dropped one of the boxes on the kitchen counter and walked toward us as he opened the other. “I’m sure you’ll get over it.”

My eyes and mouth widened. “You’re really going to eat them?”

“Yeah, Moon. And I’m gonna kiss you as soon as I’m done.”

“I will castrate you,” I swore, and his smile widened.

“That’s not nice.” As soon as Liam was sitting on the couch, I started walking over to sit near Kira on the love seat, but Liam grabbed me and pulled me back, so I was sitting on his lap. “Movie time, and you’re sitting with me.”

Kira laughed as she started up the movie.

“So you’re allergic to anything that comes from water,” Liam muttered, and tapped my nose before popping a couple pieces of candy in his mouth. “What about you, Kira?”

“No allergies.”

“And you’re both abnormally disgusted by the best candy ever made. What else?”

I started to say, “Nothing,” but Kira cut me off. “Pancakes.”

“Ah, yes!” I said, and pointed at her. “Pancakes.”

Liam stopped chewing, and looked at me like he was worried about my well-being. “What in the hell is wrong with pancakes? Pancakes are a Sunday-brunch tradition in my family.”

“Oh, fuck that. Don’t ever ask us to brunch with your parents. And pancakes are another thing between my parents that we don’t understand. But their little inside jokes about pancakes have made Kira and me steer clear.”

“Don’t worry,” he said on a laugh. “Sunday is family day.”

“Then I’m safe.”

“Are there any foods in particular that you love?”

“Bananas,” I said on a sigh. “I freaking love bananas.”

“Amen to that,” Kira said distractedly.

“I probably could have guessed that from the never-ending supply in your fruit basket. Now, you don’t see me flipping out over that, do you? You’re both a little dramatic when it comes to—”

“Can we stop?” Kira pleaded. “You’re going to make me sick if you keep talking about those two things.”

“So dramatic,” Liam whispered, and repositioned me so we were both more comfortable. “That’s new,” he said awhile into the movie, as he traced just below the new tattoo.

“Yep. Kira and I got the same one. We went and met Brian today.” I turned my head to smile at him, and Liam’s eyebrows shot up.

“Did you? And what did he have to say?”

I readjusted myself so I was curled against his chest with my legs across the couch and Liam’s arms around my waist. “He said you needed to go feed him.”

Liam rolled his eyes. “Figures.”

“But we took him tacos today, so he should be good for a while.”

The shock from finding out we’d gone to meet Brian was suddenly gone, and Liam was looking at me like he was trying to figure me out. “You brought Brian food?” he asked softly, and I nodded.

“Of course. You said you always did, so I thought we should too.”

“You know you didn’t have to.”

I shrugged. “I know. But I thought he’d appreciate it.”

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