Emma's POV:
We both sat in the cafe, me thinking about the play while Liam is staring at me. It's distracting me."Stop it, Liam," I say.
"Stop what Emma?" he asked innocently.
"Don't act like you don't know what you are doing, stop staring at me" I say.
His stare giving butterflies in my stomach and I didn't like how easily my body deceives when it's around Liam.
"Emma you look beautiful," he says.
I blush at his words, that was sudden"Liam, I am trying to concentrate here" I say.
"And I'm concentrating on you" he replies.
I close my book"what do you want?" I ask him.
"Come on Emma, look around we are in the cafe and you know why people come to cafes? To eat, to date" he says while trailing the back of my hand.
"Ah, huh?" I raise my brow at him.
"Come with me," I say and pull hi
