The silence between us wasn't heavy, but I felt the need to break it.
"Thank you," I said softly.
Liam looked up, a fork halfway to his mouth.
I cleared her throat, feeling a bit shy in my borrowed leggings. "Thank you. For everything, again. I assume you took me to the bedroom last night. That was very kind. And... thank you for letting me borrow your girlfriend’s clothes."
Liam didn't say anything for a long moment. He finished his bite, chewed slowly, and then set his fork down. He turned his stool slightly toward me.
"I don't have a girlfriend," he said, his voice level and calm. "But you’re welcome."
My heart gave a sudden, violent jump against my ribs. I shook the feeling off, gripping my coffee mug. "Really?"
"Why would you think I have a girlfriend?" he asked, a hint of amus
