"Yeah, thanks," I murmured.
He flashed me a smile and rested his hands on my shins. My stomach tightened and tumbled over. I was fixated on that smile, his green eyes crinkling at the corners. His hands were warm, even through my socks. This was the closest we'd been, physically, in weeks. My toes curled and uncurled unconsciously. His smile widened. He ran one hand up and down my shin soothingly. I caught myself before I let out a shuddering breath.
Liam turned his head forward. "Hey Seth, about how far away are we?" he asked.
I blinked to clear my head, set free from that gaze.
"A bit more than an hour," Seth replied, looking in the rearview mirror. "Maybe less if traffic lets up."
Liam nodded. I focused on my knees, refusing to check if that smile was back on his lips.
No wonder he kept pursuing me. I'd never given out so many mixed signals in my life. One smile and I reacted like a lovesick schoolgirl.
I couldn't deny my attraction to him, not even to myself.
And from the amused look in his eyes, I wasn't keeping it from Liam, either.
