Steffy and Liam (Friends or Lover's)?

Chapter Eight

(Liam Spencer Beach House in Malibu)

It is Saturday afternoon and Liam has been up for the last 24 hours working on his article for Eye On Fashion. He is stressed out because he cannot seem to write anything good. Liam is working on his laptop in his living room when he hears a knock on the door

Knock, Knock, Knock.

Liam: (Wondering to himself) Who could that be?

Liam goes to answer the door and is shocked when he see's Steffy Forrester standing on his doorstep. She is wearing a green short romper with gold gladiator heels that make her long legs look amazing. Her long dark chestnut hair is curly and hangs past her shoulders. She looked effortlessly beautiful, while Liam was sure he looked like crap considering he had been up for 24 with no sleep.

Steffy: Good Afternoon Liam. Whoa. Don't take this personally but you look like hell.

Liam: (chuckling) Thanks Steffy. You know all of us don't roll at of bed looking like super models.

Steffy: (smiling) Hey it's not my fault I have good DNA.

Liam laughs at Steffy's comment and then invites her in. Steffy takes in Liam's home.

Steffy: I like your place Liam. Very Malibu beach vide.

Liam: Thanks, but I cannot take the credit for decorating. This is all courtesy of $Bill Spencer.

Steffy: Speaking of father. I see you are still working on that article for Eye on Fashion?

Liam flops back down on the couch in front of his laptop frustrated.

Liam: (Groaning) YES!!!!!!!!!!!!! I've been up all night. I cannot seem to come up with anything good.

Steffy: Well that's why I'm here.

Liam: Seriously?

Steffy: Your talking to a woman who's family runs one of the biggest fashion companies in the world. I'm sure if we put our heads together we can figure something out.

Liam: Steffy thank you. I have been trying to go at this by myself but obviously I don't know what I'm doing when it comes to writing about fashion.

Steffy: That's just because your new to it. Don't worry we will come up with something that will knock your father's socks off, but before we do that we are going to do something else first.

Liam: What's that?

Steffy: We are going to take a walk on the beach.

Liam: I don't know Steffy. I have a lot of work to do.

Steffy: Liam. You have been up for the last 24 hours. You are tired and stressed out. That's part of the reason you cannot write anything. You need to relax. Trust me there is nothing more relaxing than taking a walk on the beach. Now get up let's go. I'm not taking no for an answer.

Steffy grabs Liam's hand and yanks him off the couch.

Liam: (Groaning) Fine. But only for a little bit.

Liam and Steffy both kicked off their shoes by the sliding patio door before they left Liam's house for the beach. They walked on the beach for awhile not saying anything, just enjoying in the beautiful scenery. Liam could feel the stress and the tension starting to melt away.

Liam: (Sighing) You were right. This is just what I needed.

Steffy: Excuse me can you repeat that? I didn't hear you.

Liam: (laughing) Steffy Forrester you were right. A walk on the beach is just what I needed.

Steffy: Now was that so hard to admit.