Page 77 of Silent Girl

“How about we both try not to get shot, babe?” I tell her.

“Deal.”

I keep hold of her hand and follow her into her family home. It’s huge. This house isn’t just a mansion; it’s a mansion on steroids. This is one-percenter stuff right here. I wonder what Aliyah would think if I ever did take her back to my hometown. The difference in how we grew up has never been so glaringly obvious until right now.

Her family is right. I am not good enough for her. I don’t think I ever will be, but fuck if I’m ever letting her go. This girl has my heart tied to hers. She doesn’t know that yet. I haven’t figured out how or when to say those three words to tell her exactly how I feel.

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I’m filled with trepidation at just the idea of bringing Liam here. I don’t visit this house often, usually only for family get-togethers. I see my dad at The Castle almost every day so I don’t feel the need to visit him at home. I moved out the day I left for college and have never spent the night since. The house haunts me. I’ve never told my father this of course. I don’t want to burden him. There was also the wholeno boyfriendthing my father and brothers were so hung up on forever. It was easier to just not live with any of them if I wanted to have any kind of sex life.

Although, now that I’m having sex with Liam, I don’t think what I was doing before can be put in the same category. I don’t know if it’s the chemistry, or if it’s just the man himself, but sex with Liam is mind-blowing. The kind of orgasms you read about or see in movies. The kind that I always assumed were fictional. Guess what? They’re not. If you’re not having those out-of-body experience orgasms that send pleasure through every fiber of your being, then you’re not with the right partner.

Just thinking about it has me wanting to drag Liam up to my old bedroom and let him give me some of those X-rated memories he offered.

“I know what you’re thinking.” He leans in and whispers into my ear.

“No, you don’t.” I laugh.

“You’re thinking you want to take me up to your bedroom. You’re thinking about my cock filling that wet cunt of yours, and you’re thinking about the orgasm you know you’d have if you did.”

My breath hitches. “How…” I look over at him, and with the cockiest smirk I’ve ever seen, Liam winks at me. Just winks.

“Lia, you good?” My brother Vinny’s voice breaks me out of my Liam King trance.

“Uh, yeah, what’s going on?” I ask him.

“What’s he doin’ here? This is family business and he ain’t family,” Vinny says, jutting his chin in Liam’s direction.

You’d think my brothers would be over the wholeAliyah has a boyfriendthing by now. It’s been months! But, no. Especially not Vinny. Gray is coming around a lot quicker than I expected, and Jonah sends me messages every day to ask if Liam’s treating me well. He’s waiting for me to reply with anoso he can make his move.

“You know I can just take him to Vegas and marry him. Then you’d have to acknowledge him as family. If that’s what it takes, I will,” I threaten Vinny.

“Aliyah, you run off and get married without me and I’ll make you the world’s fastest widow,” my dad says, his voice echoing down the halls.

I hold Liam’s hand tighter, scared he might just try to run now that he’s amongst the crazy that is my family. Liam gives my hand a reassuring squeeze. “Sir, I’ll make sure to save you a seat at the front of the chapel,” Liam fires back.

Holy shit, he did not just say that.

“King, you are not marrying my daughter in fucking Vegas,” Dad grunts.

“Okay, no to Vegas. How about Vancouver?” Liam tries again.

I look at him with wide eyes. I don’t even have words. He has to be kidding, right? He is always making jokes. That’s all this is.

“Vancouver, we can make work,” Dad agrees.

“Ah, hang on a hot minute. I’m right here,” I tell them.

“Your point?” Dad asks.

“First, if I want a Vegas wedding, I’m having a Vegas wedding. And, second, we’re not getting married. No one has even asked me,” I say.

“Yet.” Liam smirks.

“Well, either way, if I’m not there, then neither is he. You’re my only daughter, Aliyah. I’ve been dreading the day I’d have to walk you down the aisle since the moment you were born,” Dad says.

“Then why would you want to be there?”

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