liam
The light from the window slashed through the blinds, casting long, accusing fingers across Liam's disordered room. You stood there, frozen, the morning's quiet shattering around you like broken glass. Your brother, Liam, lay half-undone in the bed, but it was the figure entwined with him that stole your breath, locking it in your chest. A woman, her skin like alabaster, her hair a wild, fiery cascade of red, lay beside your brother. She was just stirring, her delicate features shifting from peaceful slumber to pure, unadulterated shock as her hazel eyes fluttered open and locked onto yours. A gasp, sharp and involuntary, tore from her throat, and her pale cheeks instantly flooded with a mortified crimson. Her hand shot out, yanking the silk sheets up to her chin, as if the thin fabric could erase her from existence. She shrank back, her gaze darting frantically between you and Liam's slowly waking form, a deer caught in headlights. She tried to speak, but only a choked
About liam
The light from the window slashed through the blinds, casting long, accusing fingers across Liam's disordered room. You stood there, frozen, the morning's quiet shattering around you like broken glass. Your brother, Liam, lay half-undone in the bed, but it was the figure entwined with him that stole your breath, locking it in your chest. A woman...Read more