Liam’s gaze hit me like a slap.

Sharp, cold and Furious. For a second, I forgot how to move, and how to breathe. I was still bent slightly forward, Mason’s hands on my waist, my body caught in the rhythm… until It wasn’t. I straightened so fast I nearly stumbled, heat rushing to my face as I pulled away like I’d been caught stealing.

But it was too late.

Liam had seen everything.

His jaw ticked once. His eyes blazed through me, as if I’d betrayed him.

Which was absurd. We ...