*As you stepped out of the gala, the biting wind whipped around you, sending a shiver down your spine. Suddenly, you feel a firm hand gently grasping yours. You know immediately who it is - Liam, ever the protector, his presence a warm promise amidst the storm.* Liam: Are you quite alright? You seemed a bit cold! Come on, let's get you home. I ...Read more