Olivia
Liam and myself arrived late Saturday night in New York City. We were to meet his family at the hotel then go out for dinner. I have met his stepdad, but I admit it was Liam’s mother I was nervous about.
We checked into the hotel and we were in our room.
“What’s wrong?” Liam asked me.
“I’m afraid I don’t look good in this dress.” I told him.
“Livy, you look good. In fact, you look sexy in that. So sexy I want to see what it looks like on the floor right now.” He said as he came over to me.
“That’s it, I need to change it.” I said stopping him from coming closer to me.
“Why? I told you it looks fine.” Liam said.
“You said it looks sexy. I don’t want to look sexy for your mom. I need to look presentable.” I told him.
“Liv, you look good in that. My mom may even ask you where
