Midnight Summer

Fourteen

I stupidly agreed to be Liam's writing board. He told me he was lazy to walk to his table and asked if he could compromise with my back. That explains why I am lying on my stomach while he scribbles words on my back. The down side of everything is that the sharpie he is using is tingling and it is turning me on.

Liam looks focused and oblivious to what is steering in my body. After a fully lazy week with more of Liam and me entagled together making love all over the corners of the house, I still can't get enough.

I am addicted to him, to his kisses, to his scent and most definitely to his dick.
"Stop squirming." he mutters when he scribbles the area on my lower back just above my butt.

"It is tingly." I defend.
"And your other parts are not?" he teases. I swat his arm away when I see his smirk. The bastard. He knew exactly what he was doing.

"Liam."
"Come here." he pulls me closer to him where I feel his already hard dick pocking and teasing.
"We need to get out of bed." I suggest pulling away but he holds me in place.

"Who cares about food? I want to have you for breakfast." he nuzzles his nose into my neck.
"I care. I am hungry." To punctuate my sentence, my stomach rumbles making me chuckle. He groans.

"Okay. Let's feed you first." he says pecking my lips and letting me go.
"I am going to shower first. I smell like sex." I narrow my eyes at him.
"And you don't like it?" he archs a brow at me teasing. I would be damned if I lie right now.

"I am not going to stroke your ego early this morning." My feet launches on the ground my body welcoming the cold sensation. Liam snorts a laughter watching me.
"I just remembered that I need a charger. My phone has been dead for days." I say.

"Check in the drawer." he replies. I check the drawer retrieving the charger. I reach for a robe on the floor securing it around my body before I walk out of the room to get my phone.

It has been days since I slept in this room. The reason brings a smile to my lips. Ever since our dinner date, Liam and I have never slept apart. I am addicted to that too, looking forward to it everyday now.

When we aren't having sex, we simply lay down close to each other telling silly jokes and laughing till we fall asleep in each other's arms. It is the most I have felt alive in two years.

I get my phone from the night stand and walk back to Liam's room where he still lays in bed hands behind his head facing upwards. I plug the charger in leaving the phone to charge.

"We could save a lot of water if you would just let me shower with you." I gaze at him to find his on mine too.
"Not happening." I answer.
"Baby, that's mean. I am your boyfriend." he whines.

"Not working." I head for the bathroom before I hear him call after me.

"Jesus Ems, you are killing me right now."

It evokes a chuckle out of me. We both know it wouldn't be showering when we enter the shower together and I am serious about being famished for food.

While I prepare us some pancakes, Liam circles his arms round me kissing my cheek.
"It smells good in here." he comments kissing me a little bit more.
"Are you hungry?" I glance at him sideways.

"Very famished but not for pan..."

I elbow his stomach lightly before he finishes his sentence. He let's me go with an exaggerated wince.
"That elbow is dangerous. You could have killed me and who would be the father of our kids."

I tense immediately. He stiffens when the weight of his words finally catches up with him. The silence increases my heart rate. Kids. Father. I don't know what to think of that. We have never had this topic pop up between us so Liam throwing it out there scares the shit out of me.

"Pancakes?" I clear my voice trying to shrug off the tension.
"Yes." Laim nods his head settling on the table.

"What do you want to do this afternoon? I was thinking we could go back to town and pick our supplies as well as tour around or maybe grab some icecream. What do you think? he asks.
"Great." I answer quickly avoiding his eyes when I place the plate of pancakes and his coffee.

"Okay." If Liam is affected by it, he doesn't show. We fall into an akward silence for breakfast.

By the time the ride to town comes, everything is still super akward between us. Liam clears his voice to catch my attention as he drives.
"Are you upset about what I said about..."

"It is fine." I cut him off. He archs his dark brow at me.
"Emma. We are having this conversation whether you like it or not. Don't be all weird on me." he hints. I sigh.

"Don't you want kids maybe like someday. It may not be with me although I wish it would be me." he adds quickly mumbling the last words. I fight back a smile with how cute he really sounds. He has been considering having kids with me. The thought makes me excited and anxious at the same time.

"I want to." I reply. "Good. How many children do you want?" he asks.
"Two, three maybe. How about you?" I ask.
"Five. I don't know. I didn't like growing up being the only child."

"Makes sense." I murmur. Liam gazes at me like he is trying to figure me out.
"Are we cool now? I am sorry that I went overboard with that statement. It is not that I am opposed to the idea. I love you Emma and you know it."

His words make my heart ache."I love you too Liam." God I want to add so many things to that statement. I want to tell him how much he means the world to me and the secrets that I have hidden deep within but I am too afraid. I don't want to see his reaction or how he will act when I tell him. He won't look at me the same way that he is looking at me.

"We cool then, right?" he smiles.
"Cool." I smile.

When we reach town, we walk around the place visiting a few places some of which we didn't visit last time. We go grocery shopping afterwards before we stop for icecream like Liam had said.

It was getting dark by now. We sit on the park bench watching as the sun kisses the horizon. The view is just amazing especially with Liam close to me. He leans down to kiss my forehead while we watch in silence. If this is how it felt to be in love, I never wanted the feeling to go away. Closing my eyes briefly, I savor in the feeling of the moment.

Whoever said life was a walk of roses and thorns should be cursed.

One moment I am lying in Liam's chest listening to his heartbeat eyes closed, the next minute comes the flashes and unending chaos of reporters.

To say I am startled awake is an understatement, finallg my worst nightmare has come to life.