moment all along.
“I thought you’d never ask,” he said. Then he grabbed my hand and looked at me with boyish enthusiasm. “Run?”
I laughed and tapped my leg. “I can’t run anymore. Not like I used to.”
“Then I’ll carry you,” Liam said simply. And before I could protest, he scooped me up in his arms, bridal style. My black dress flowed around us like shadow continue reading …
