The silence in Liam’s mansion was starting to mess with my brain. Without Sophia around, the house felt too big, too quiet, and way too full of thoughts I was trying not to have.

Like the fact that Liam had walked in on me dancing. No—twerking. On his kitchen counter. Of all the things I could’ve done hours ago.

Or the reality that I was now stuck here for three full days. Three long, slow, stormy days with Liam Black.

The rain hadn’t let up once. Water streamed down the towering ...