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with you?”
“Nope. He’s in the corporate world now. And he’s getting hitched next spring.”
Talia whipped her head around to stare at him. “Nathan’s engaged?”
“Yep. And Cait’s a sweetheart. He couldn’t be happier.”
“Wow.” She shook her head. “Didn’t see that one coming.”
Liam grinned and reached out to turn down the radio. “The wild ones always fall the hardest in the end.”
A low laugh came out of her. “Well then, you’re in for one hell of an impact when the right woman comes along.”
He held back from saying the only woman he was currently interested in was sitting right next to him. Though with her defenses firmly in place, she might as well be back in Afghanistan for all the good it did him. “I don’t deny it.”
It was no secret that he and Nate had done a lot of crazy shit together. Including the occasional threesome, the last with Nate’s fiancée. Not that he’d ever tell Talia that. Hell, he still had a hard time believing Nate had allowed it, much less asked him to do it. He didn’t need the extreme sexual thrills like Nathan seemed to, though he’d always have a kinky streak. However, lately he’d grown tired of the flings and short-term relationships he’d always indulged in. He was almost thirty-five—old enough to realize he wanted to settle down with the right woman and build a life together. A loyal, sexy and dependable woman like Talia.
Liam would love to find out how she would react to his dominant tendencies in the bedroom. Would it turn her on, or freak her out? His favorite fantasy involved taking her apart bit by bit, until she surrendered to his every command, every touch, and begged for more. He shifted to relieve the sudden pressure against his straining cock.
She gave him directions then grew quiet again as they approached her mother’s shabby street. The houses here were in better shape than most of the others they’d just passed, but not by much. He could practically feel the tension coming off her, though he had no way of easing it. All he could do was stand back and let her do what she had to do, then be there for her if she needed him. A tiny, selfish part of him prayed he’d get the chance to capitalize on that.
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Coming down the street toward the place her mother rented, Talia’s stomach was a mass of knots. Liam was silent, as if he knew she needed to gather herself. At last the front yard came into view, fairly neat and uncluttered.
She quietly released the breath she’d been holding. Maybe it would be okay. Maybe all the counseling and anxiety medication had helped her mom this time. “Second one on the right,” she said.
Liam pulled up and parked at the curb. She didn’t want to look at him; he was too distracting. Yet for some reason she couldn’t help turning her head. Damn, he was gorgeous. Strong and reliable. The kind of man she’d never had in her life but always dreamed of. Until she’d met him and his family, she’d never realized men like him truly existed.
She undid her seatbelt. “I’ll be right back.”
“Take your time.”
Shutting the truck door behind her, she was surprised at how damp her palms were. The air was so cold her breath rose in misty puffs. Her shoes thudded dully on the cement walkway leading to the front door. She huddled a little deeper into the folds of Liam’s jacket, drawing comfort from the hint of his scent that clung to it. The little white bungalow loomed before her, its drawn curtains making her heart constrict. It doesn’t mean anything. Don’t jump to conclusions. Her mother was obsessively private. Had been even before her mental issues became evident.
The hope swelling inside her was almost painful. She wanted this time to be different. She wanted her mother to open that door and smile at her in welcome, show her everything was okay. For some reason the suspense was worse with Liam watching her from the truck. Whatever happened, she didn’t want him to know about her past.