sender was her brother.
She wouldn’t move the box until the elevator doors closed and the deliverer left her floor. He started to creep her out. The delivery guy was decent, but he didn’t attract her. The elevator doors opened and there stood Liam, dressed in tight jeans and a light blue top. The smile on his face made her a little breathless; it was hard not to stare at him.
“Morning, Clara! You need a hand?” Liam asked as he left the elevator.
“I’m okay.”
“Nonsense,” he waved off, and approached her with a boyish grin. The delivery guy muttered something before he pressed the button for the lobby.
“I can see why that guy was checking you out. Nice PJs.” Liam winked at her.
She looked down at her short blue nightdress and smiled. Clara knew she looked appealing in it. Darren had made it clear when they dated, and that made her feel good about her body. When she pulled the dress out of the drawer last night, the need to make Noel want her was consuming. It was a stupid thought. Clara was out of Noel’s league and she didn’t stand a chance. She pushed thought away and slipped the material on. She wanted to feel attractive and if Noel found her to be, then it would be a boost to her self-esteem.
“I really like your PJs. No wonder that guy looked like he was ready to pounce.” Liam laughed. “But seriously , you look damn hot!”
Oh, my!
“Stop that!” she playfully scolded. She had to remember he was a playboy. He’d had many women in his bed, and she wasn’t going to be another one of them.
“Only because you asked,” Liam replied with a wink. “Now, where do you want this?” he asked as he looked into her apartment.
“Anywhere is fine.” Clara stood back and gave him the space he needed to push the box inside.
“Your bedroom?” he asked hopefully. Clara rolled her eyes.
“You wish!” She laughed.
“You have no idea, Clara,” he breathed out heavily.
Liam pushed the box into her apartment with such ease that it made her envy his strength. Clara imagined how those arms would feel wrapped around her. She shivered at the thought. Once the large box was in her apartment, Liam stood up and dusted his hands, curiously looking around the room.
“So, this is what your apartment looks like,” he noted as he finally looked at her.
“Yeah.” Clara nervously laughed as she saw his chest rise and fall with every breath of air he took in. “Did you want to sit for a second? I’ll grab you a bottle of water?”
“No, I better go. I can’t keep helping out a beautiful damsel in distress like you all day. Unfortunately, I have things to do and I’m late, as much as it kills me to have to leave,” Liam replied and made his way to the door.
“All right, thank you for helping me with the box,” Clara said as he turned and leant on the doorframe.
“Any time, but I have to ask…”
“Uhh, okay?” she questioned as he looked her straight in the eye.
“Maybe one day soon, you couldwear that for me?” Liam asked with no hint of humour. He was dead serious. Clara flinched a little, but she didn’t want him to think she was easy.
“You’re late for whatever it is you’re late for,” she said as she pushed him off the doorframe.
“You will say y—“ he started to say.
“I will say yes one day. Yeah yeah, Liam, you’ve said this to me before. Remember? But I haven’t yet, so keep dreaming,” she mocked as he smiled a very sexy smile at her.
“Clara, you have no idea,” he said as he made his way out of her apartment, Clara closing the door behind him.
It was quarter to six and Noel still wasn’t home. She wasn’t sure if she should be worried, but she had to remind herself that he was a grown adult. Since her interaction with Liam earlier in the day, she had been a bunch of nerves. Liam did this to her. He made her forget about Noel, and she liked that.
The box she received in the morning still sat in her lounge room. She decided to open it on her
She wouldn’t move the box until the elevator doors closed and the deliverer left her floor. He started to creep her out. The delivery guy was decent, but he didn’t attract her. The elevator doors opened and there stood Liam, dressed in tight jeans and a light blue top. The smile on his face made her a little breathless; it was hard not to stare at him.
“Morning, Clara! You need a hand?” Liam asked as he left the elevator.
“I’m okay.”
“Nonsense,” he waved off, and approached her with a boyish grin. The delivery guy muttered something before he pressed the button for the lobby.
“I can see why that guy was checking you out. Nice PJs.” Liam winked at her.
She looked down at her short blue nightdress and smiled. Clara knew she looked appealing in it. Darren had made it clear when they dated, and that made her feel good about her body. When she pulled the dress out of the drawer last night, the need to make Noel want her was consuming. It was a stupid thought. Clara was out of Noel’s league and she didn’t stand a chance. She pushed thought away and slipped the material on. She wanted to feel attractive and if Noel found her to be, then it would be a boost to her self-esteem.
“I really like your PJs. No wonder that guy looked like he was ready to pounce.” Liam laughed. “But seriously , you look damn hot!”
Oh, my!
“Stop that!” she playfully scolded. She had to remember he was a playboy. He’d had many women in his bed, and she wasn’t going to be another one of them.
“Only because you asked,” Liam replied with a wink. “Now, where do you want this?” he asked as he looked into her apartment.
“Anywhere is fine.” Clara stood back and gave him the space he needed to push the box inside.
“Your bedroom?” he asked hopefully. Clara rolled her eyes.
“You wish!” She laughed.
“You have no idea, Clara,” he breathed out heavily.
Liam pushed the box into her apartment with such ease that it made her envy his strength. Clara imagined how those arms would feel wrapped around her. She shivered at the thought. Once the large box was in her apartment, Liam stood up and dusted his hands, curiously looking around the room.
“So, this is what your apartment looks like,” he noted as he finally looked at her.
“Yeah.” Clara nervously laughed as she saw his chest rise and fall with every breath of air he took in. “Did you want to sit for a second? I’ll grab you a bottle of water?”
“No, I better go. I can’t keep helping out a beautiful damsel in distress like you all day. Unfortunately, I have things to do and I’m late, as much as it kills me to have to leave,” Liam replied and made his way to the door.
“All right, thank you for helping me with the box,” Clara said as he turned and leant on the doorframe.
“Any time, but I have to ask…”
“Uhh, okay?” she questioned as he looked her straight in the eye.
“Maybe one day soon, you couldwear that for me?” Liam asked with no hint of humour. He was dead serious. Clara flinched a little, but she didn’t want him to think she was easy.
“You’re late for whatever it is you’re late for,” she said as she pushed him off the doorframe.
“You will say y—“ he started to say.
“I will say yes one day. Yeah yeah, Liam, you’ve said this to me before. Remember? But I haven’t yet, so keep dreaming,” she mocked as he smiled a very sexy smile at her.
“Clara, you have no idea,” he said as he made his way out of her apartment, Clara closing the door behind him.
It was quarter to six and Noel still wasn’t home. She wasn’t sure if she should be worried, but she had to remind herself that he was a grown adult. Since her interaction with Liam earlier in the day, she had been a bunch of nerves. Liam did this to her. He made her forget about Noel, and she liked that.
The box she received in the morning still sat in her lounge room. She decided to open it on her
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