Vivian’s POV:
Moving back into a house with Liam Everhart is something I never expect.
I exhale a deep breath before throwing my shirt into my bag. Amoli strutted out, holding a lace tank top. “What do you think about this?”
“It looks cute?” I replied, wondering if she knows that the tank top isn’t really a tank top, more like a fishnet.
She licks her lip, “Just cute? Not like sexy?”
“Li, you better not be doing what I am thinking.”
“Depends on what you’re thinking,” she grumbled quietly.
“Matthew Greyson is not a good man.” I smack one hand above the other to emphasize my point.
She smiles, “I know, he is a bad boy," she spoke in her baby-like voice before throwing the shirt into her bag.
We decided to keep the apartment and grab only the essential. Once in a while, we would
