Chat with me [COMPLETED]

Part 6

After I borrowed one of his sweatpants and secured them on my waist with the laces I took a sports tee and tied a knot in the middle of it to make it look more girlish and went down.

"Do you mind telling me where are my clothes? Because I can drown in these pants" I scoffed tugging the pants up for the millionth time.

Liam was standing with his back to me stirring something in the pot. The man had the most perfect back. You could see all the outlines of the muscles there.

He turned around looking me up and down and laughed.

"That's more like it. Now you look more like yourself and less like a hooker." he pointed the spatula at me.

I rolled my eyes and sat back on a stool looking at the cooking man.

"Where did you learn to cook?" I put my chin in my palm and tried to enjoy the view.

"You don't know anything about me and the first thing you want to know is where did I learn to cook?"

"Is there a pattern or something? Should I ask questions in some kind of order?" I asked amused.

"Well, at least you should know how old I am, don't you think?" shit! I really had no idea how old he was. He looked like he was 26 maybe 27 but I could be wrong.

But the more important question was should I want to know? It's not like we were trying to date or something. I still had no idea what I signed myself into so why bother about the details?

"Actually, I think the less I know the better. I don't want to know your age or what your childhood looked like. Just some simple stuff." I blurted out hoping he didn't take it as an insult.

He was quiet for a while but then started talking.

"My mom taught me how to cook. I was always near her legs when she was preparing food. I even wanted to become a chef when I was 16." he trailed off.

"Wait, you're more than 16?" I mused.

"Very funny, smartass." I could see his eyes rolling in his head and it felt so satisfying. "Now you tell me. Why do you need to seek someone to fuck you if you can just have a regular relationship?" straight to the point.

"I have no time or energy for a relationship. All this time wasted fighting, arguing, moving between two places. Not to mention the controlling fact and not having the opportunity to make my own choices. It's just too much." I sighed heavily and stretched my hands to pour some juice into the glass.

Liam turned to face me and looked closely at me.

"Who you dated with, woman?" he clearly was shocked hearing my answer. "You do know you just described a relationship with a parent when you hit puberty, right? Or a fucking abuser?" his expression was pissing me off.

Mister know-it-all.

"How would you know what a normal relationship is? You're married to your job." I spat back at him.

But the minute words rolled out of my tongue I instantly regretted them. Liam furrowed his brows and put the spatula down and started to make predatory steps in my direction.

I almost fell from the stool trying to maintain calm.

"Hey, it's just a joke" I stumbled through the words with a scared smile, afraid that I'd woken up the beast.

He moved into my personal space and leaned close to my face cupping my cheek.

"Do you want to know what a relationship means to me, little girl?" his voice was so seductive I almost fainted on the spot.

I just shook my head in a "no" but clearly, it was a wrong answer because Liam continued his teasing.

He leaned his head to my neck making it burn from his hot breath and inhaled my scent deeply.

"Relationship isn't something you can take for granted." his words made goosebumps crawl down my body. "It's deduction, yes. But it's rewarding." He trailed his lips lightly from my neck to my collarbone feeling every inch of my skin and making it for me agonizingly hard to breathe. "It's passion. It's electricity even from a light touch." his hands moved on my thighs and I lost the last drop of sanity. "It's fucking till early morning, till the last drop of sweat. It's a constant need of being close." his hands moved back to my ass and he gave me a rough squeeze. 

This was the end of me because I moaned with closed eyes imagining what would it feel like and partially crying for not remembering a thing from last night.

But then I felt cold like I was shoved into a freezer. I opened my eyes and saw Liam moving from me. I almost screamed from frustration! 

He put his hands on the counter on each side of me and smiled.

"But it's also a constant need to protect and to support. And one of my tops, it's growth." he looked at me intensively and then did the unexpected. He moved his finger to my chin and closed my mouth. When did I open it??

For a second I thought to just jump on him but then I restrained myself. He clearly knew what he was talking about. And from what he said I had no idea what a relationship looked like.

Liam moved back to the stove and after a few seconds served breakfast for us. We ate talking about different stuff like movies, music, and how he ended up as an owner of a sexting company.

We argued about the best horror movie for a while and then decided to move on to the couch seeing both our versions.

I didn't register the moment when I drifted off but I felt a warm blanket on me. He tucked me like a baby and just when he was about to leave I held his hand and opened my eyes.

"Stay." was all I said.

Liam froze in place for a second but then just ended behind me and covered both of us. I closed my eyes and for the first time in my life, I felt like I was in a right place. He hugged me, putting his heavy hand on my waist, and kissed the back of my head.

I woke up feeling a leg on mine and turned my head. Liam was peacefully dreaming. His face was so calm. I traced my fingers along his thick eyebrows down to his sharp cheekbone. I felt the urge to kiss those pouty lips and smiled. But then my vision turned to a wall with the clock.

Shit! My shift should have started an hour ago. And what the hell was I doing here? I scolded myself in my head for my stupidity and carefully untangled myself from Liam's body.

I went outside and called an Uber. Looking back at the house I vowed myself to never come back here. It was a big misunderstanding from the start and there shouldn't be any other option than to come back to my normal life. Like it never happened. Yes, that was my new plan.

When Uber came I opened the door and gave one last glance at the windows of the living room where he was sleeping.

"Bye Liam the-man-who-could-be-my-best-choice, hello Liam boss-man-who-irritates-me." I sighed heavily and sat on the backseat of the cab.