"I'm blaming you for this." Liam swings around just as another guy approaches, and he doesn't hesitate to slam his fist into the man's face, a gush of blood spraying against his skin as the idiot tumbles back over a table. If she wasn't so fucking beautiful, they wouldn't attract this kind of attention. Maybe he'll just drape her in a shawl or something next time.
If there's a next time.
He wants a next time, which is a strange thought, he realizes as he fights off another guy.
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Date: 2013-09-27 06:39 pm (UTC)If there's a next time.
He wants a next time, which is a strange thought, he realizes as he fights off another guy.
"Why not? Aren't you having fun doing that?"