Tatiana half expected to wake up in bed alone. Liam, however, had stayed.
She opened her eyes and was almost struck by his good looks.
If only he wasn’t such a jerk! He and his brother both were. She briefly wondered how Emily could stand Theodore.
She raised her hand, ready to caress his face, when - lo and behold - he opened his mouth to say something stupid again, “Take a pic, koroleva. It lasts longer.”
“b***h please, you’re not all that,” she retorted, and was about to roll her eyes but then thought better of it. Her bum was still a bit sore.
“What are you blushing about?” He asked, eyes only half open.
“It’s none of your concern,” she told him acidly, wishing he’d just drop the subject.
“You’re my mate, koroleva,” he said, stroking her hair gently, “There isn’t a thing a
