Chapter 44 Wait For Me
- “Do you feel the same?” Liam asked.
- His voice wasn’t soft this time. It carried on like a bruise forming under skin. Low, humming, and cracked.
- Izzy sat still on his lap, as if the wrong answer might tear the air apart. Her hands rested lightly on his chest. She could still feel his heartbeat. She hated how racy it was, how really fast it was beating, thumping under her palm.