Chapter Eleven

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I looked back the way I had come and saw the street glowing with a red tint from Liam's tailgate.

I shrugged with little to no contemplation and turned back to look at him with a small smile. "Why not?" I rolled my eyes a little when he hopped out and walked around his truck to open the passenger side door for me. "Thank you." I muttered as he bowed at the waist in a gentlemanly manner. I attempted to climb in, but with leather pants and a jacked up truck it wasn't working without any help.

"No problem." He replied as he placed his hands on either side of my hips and lifted me up effortlessly.

I slid in and he slammed the door, only to run around the front of the car and to open his. once his was closed his, he reached over me to pull the seatbelt around me. I blushed when his hand accidentally brushed my boob in the process.

He looked up at me with an all white smile and blazing blue eyes. "Sorry Killer."

I heard the tell tale sign of the seatbelt buckling, then a second time, as he strapped himself in, moments later.

"Where to?" he asked as he put the truck into drive. a blue light lit up the inside of the cab and gave off a warm glow.

I close my eyes and lean my head back as I tune in to the background music. a deep sigh vibrated through the truck before I replied. "Where is your favorite place to go to just sit and relax?"

I looked up at him with curious eyes. He didn't look back at me, he just smiled bigger and did a U turn on the deserted road.

"Where is it that we are going to exactly?" I asked with a giggle. Liam gave me a sideways glance with a scrunched up face that mad him look like a mouse. I snorted loudly and had to cover my nose and mouth so that I could calm down. "Its just so I know you aren't planing on kidnapping me and holding me hostage."

"Trust me Killer, where I'm taking you, you'll never want to leave."

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I couldn't contain my laughter. "Stop!" I snorted for the millionth time as he told me about his cousin Dani Ray getting pooped on by her nephew Thomas.

"I mean, shit was everywhere! It was on her shirt, pants, face," he paused as he turned into a driveway of some sorts. It was all sand and palm trees swayed in the early morning wind. He threw his arms up for effect as he finished. "Everywhere!" He repeated.

I clenched my stomach, trying to calm down, as the urge to pee skyrocketed.

"I can't breathe!" I doubled over, breathlessly laughing. "I gotta pee so damn bad!"

He laughed roughly and I felt my stomach tighten with need. I suddenly stopped laughing and looked at him shyly as he stopped the truck and turned it off.

He then glanced at me and our eyes connected. His smile faltered and I quickly adverted my own eyes.

The view in front of me was breathtaking. The skyline only lit up by the moon and small lights from houses miles away, and the ocean barely visible in the background.

"Where are we?" I whispered, so as not to disturb the perfect picture. We simultaneously unclipped our seat belts.

"Some cliff that I accidentally stumbled upon my freshman year. It over looks a couple of cities."

I pushed open my door and walked ten feet to the edge and sat down. "It's beautiful." I muttered when I heard his foot steps behind me.

I let my legs dangle over the edge and he sat down with one knee bent and his arm resting lightly on it while his other hand drew patterns absentmindedly in the sand in between us.

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