When I finally made it back to my room after the whirlwind that was Liam Black, I collapsed onto the bed like a sack of emotional chaos. My lips still tingled from the kiss, and my heart hadn’t gotten the memo that the moment was over.

I flung one arm over my face and groaned into the air.

Then my phone buzzed again.

Sophia: “Don’t forget to use protection. Goodnight, lovebirds.”

I dropped my phone face down on the bed and groaned louder.

I was a mess, emotionally, mentally, and ...