The Girl In The Dirty Shirt Liam Version

Chapter 118

With Liam's eyes all over us, I grabbed Lou's face, mid-sentence, and kissed her hard, the way Liam used to do to me. She kissed me back almost immediately, and I took advantage of her willingness. My hands tangled in her long, brown hair as she pulled me closer.

We broke apart and took a much needed breath; I dropped my hands and Lou looked at me slightly embarrassed as she sat back.

"I won't tell if you won't" I smiled, knowing full well that Liam already knew; and Lou pointed this out.

"Your husband is right there" she laughed with a nod "An' judging by the look on his face, he knows"

I glanced at Liam who had his eyes glued on the pair of us; I could have a lot of fun with this.

"Wanna have some fun?" I asked raising an eyebrow

"I thought that's what we were doing"

"Let's have a little more then"

I grabbed her hand and pulled her off her chair, surprised at how well I could stand being as drunk as I was.

I led her out of the bar and she looked at me a little confused.

"Aren't you gonna tell your-"

"He'll be right behind us, I guarantee it"

We got back to the house without any sign of Liam and I wondered if he even saw us leave; I was positive he had.

I decided that I knew Liam better than he knew himself and continued with my plan. I poured Lou a small glass of wine; just enough to keep her under my control, but not enough for her to pass out before I was done.

I waited for exactly three minutes, the amount of time it had always taken Liam too stumbled home when he was pissed, and led Lou up to our bedroom by the hand.

I made sure to leave the door open behind us, leaving fewer things for Liam to fumble with when he came home. I held that thought as I heard him opening the front door clumsily to let himself in.

"Lyla? He slurred, his voice echoing in the otherwise silent foyer.

"In the bedroom!" I shouted back, helping Lou out of her shirt, making her moan. I thought for a moment that maybe this was too easy, but any guilt I felt dissipated as I heard him climb the stairs.

I made quick work of my own top and bra, Lou now sufficiently half naked. I climbed in her lap and kissed her eagerly as Liam took his last step toward the door. I moaned languidly into her mouth for effect. Without pausing, Liam made his way further into our dim bedroom to stand over the bed. I slid my hands around Lou's back and unhooked her bra, hearing Liam moan quietly as massaged her breasts with my hands. I knew then that my plan had worked.

I expected Liam to climb on the bed and he did, but not to help; instead he pulled his cock from the confines of his jeans and watched Lou and me on the bed.

I could hear Liam moan behind me and Lou moan over my head, her fingers twisted in my hair as I kissed down her torso.

I hadn't even gotten to where I wanted before I heard Liam moan behind me as he came, seeing me with another woman must have done a lot more for him than I thought, he never came that fast when I was on my own; but I wasn't done.

**

I turned over in bed and my head was pounding, I could see the sunlight through my eyelids and I would rather turn over and die than open my eyes.

Against my better judgement I did open my eyes and immediately regretted it.

I groaned turning over to see if Liam was awake.

He just laughed with a smile.

"How we feelin', babe?"

"Shut up" I moaned "You were just as drunk as I was"

He laughed "Not nearly, love"

I frowned looking around and realized Liam and I were the only ones in bed. "Where's Lou?"

Liam looked at me confused "Who?"

"The woman with the dark hair?"

"Y'mean the bird y'brought 'ome" Liam nodded "Why don' y'do that more often aye?"

"Do what?"

"Pull birds, y'got good taste"

I rolled my eyes "Too bad I don't have the same taste in men" I smirked

Liam frowned "I think y'have great taste in men"

"You would" I smirked

***

July 25, 1996

My stomach has been churning all day, it has been for the past few days I'm almost positive I know what the problem is, but I'm nervous to go find out for sure.

I'm debating on telling Liam first.

Maybe I'll wait and see if it passes.

***

It didn't pass.

Liam had made us dinner a few nights later and we were sitting on the couch an hour afterwards and I got sick.

I came out of the bathroom and Liam looked at me concerned from the couch. "Y'alright?"

I nodded "I think I'm getting sick"

***

July 28, 1996

I'm still sick, I almost told Liam, but I don't want to worry him if I don't have too. I'll get a test tomorrow and then I'll know for sure.

***

I got up early...early meaning before Liam woke up and went down to the pharmacy to get a test.

I got home and Liam was still sleeping; I took my moment of opportunity and locked myself in the bathroom and ripped the box open.

I did what I was supposed to and sat on the toilet lid and waited.

There was a knock on the door and I bit my lip; fuck.

"Babe?"

I sighed "It's open"

Liam opened the door and looked at the stuff on the counter before looking at me.

"What's goin' on?"

I pressed my lips in a hard line and looked up at him after looking at the test.

"I'm pregnant"