Not that I thought about Liam much. I had spent most of the last few months focusing on myself and not thinking about the brooding man who once filled my thoughts.
Well, that’s what I told myself. Over the last few months, I had focused on making myself happy again, and I did everything possible to shove Liam from my mind.
Not that it worked. There were many nights I spent thinking about him, and remembering what it was like to be in his arms. It lasted such a short time, but I would never forget what it felt like to be his.
“Everything okay?” Cheyenne shouted over the music.
“Yeah, of course,” I smiled, turning to my siblings. “I’m surprised to see you out. This isn’t your scene.”
Brody opened his mouth, but Billie beat him to it. “I dragged him out tonight. I swear, I will kill myself if I have to spend one more night with Mom. She’s driving me nuts.”
“About what?”
“She thinks I need to find a husband,” Billie answered, rolling her eyes as she grabbed her beer and chugged it.
“Whatever happened with Clay?”
“Not much. His brother showed up with him. Honestly, he really creeped me out.”
“Clay or Austin?”
“Austin. The whole thing was weird. I got out of there as fast as I could.”
“That’s probably for the best,” I answered, knowing full well that Austin was out to hurt the Parker family, and the whole thing had probably been a setup to get to Liam.
“So, what are you singing tonight?” Bille called over the loud music.
I winced as one of the younger groups of girls sang a terrible rendition ofMan, I Feel Like A Woman.
I signaled to the bartender for my usual. “I’m not singing anything. I’m just here to dance.”
My brother snorted. “Karaoke night should be outlawed. Seriously, who let those people on stage?”
“Well, I don’t know about you guys, but I’m going to find a dancepartner,” Cheyenne grinned before weaving through the crowd of people.
“So, I’m on my own again,” I sighed.
“I’m sure there’s someone out there for you, piglet.”
“Aww, you’re so sweet.” Wrapping my arms around my brother, I almost fell for his crap until I felt his hand sneaking up my back. I jerked out of his grasp, but I was too late as his fist grabbed a clump of hair and tugged hard.
“Ow! You jerk!”
I shoved him back a step, making him trip over the stool behind him and fall on his ass. The bartender chuckled, sliding my drink across the bar to me. Tipping him, I took a long drink, enjoying the night out.
This was just what I needed.
“Alright! Let’s give it up for Liam Parker, with a special message to a very special lady.”
My face flushed as I spun on the spot. My eyes scanned the bar over the heads bobbing higher than I could see. Liam was here? I hadn’t seen him when I came in.
“Excuse me!” I snapped, trying to make my way through, but no one would make space for me.
A shove from behind sent my drink flying, spilling all down the front of my dress. “Shit!” Brushing the liquid off my dress, I paused when I heard the familiar strains of the very first song I ever danced to with Liam.
Heat flashed over my skin as I heard the first few notes of his rich voice hushing the crowd. For a moment, I stood there, eyes closed as I let his words penetrate the armor I had built around my heart.
The heartbreak that cracked every word dug barbs into my skin, reminding me that I was alive, that I had a man who very much loved me and wanted me.
