"Last time," Sloane smiles, kissing him gently. The boat shed now engulfed in darkness. The two adjusting their clothes and putting them back on.
"Right," he smiles.
"Seriously," she hits his chest. "I have a boyfriend."
"That won't stop you," Liam says softly, kissing her deeper.
"Are you saying I have no willpower?"
"That's exactly what I'm saying."
Sloane doesn't comment.
"Exactly," Liam winks, kissing her once more and then pulling his pants up, fastening them.
She shakes her head, adjusting the top of her dress and pulling up her underwear. "Really, this is the last time," Sloane says.
"Okay," Liam nods, not believing it.
"What the hell? Shut up..." Sloane rolls her eyes, hopping down from the workbench. They walk back out on the sand. The moon the only light for a mile. "So, construction huh?" she starts.
"Yes," Liam nods.
"That's cool," she says quietly.
"Yeah. I own my own company. You never told me what you did?"
"I am still in school. I work at a bar."
"And your dad owns the law building?" Liam asks her once more since she didn't answer him the first time.
"Yes. My dad owns the building."
"Yeah, I got that. Why else would you be randomly putting nameplates on doors?" he laughs.
"Maybe I volunteer there or have an internship? You are so arrogant," Sloane shakes her head.
"As I said, you don't know anything about me."
"Maybe it should stay that way," Sloane nods, the pair walking back to where they originally ran into each other.
"See you around twenty-one," Liam walking back up towards the bar.
Back at the apartment, in her room doing some homework, she hears a knock on her bedroom door. Hope walks in.
"Hey," Sloane looks up from her homework. "How was dinner?"
"It was good. How was your dinner with the fam?"
"It was good," she sits up.
"You okay?" Hope asks.
"I had sex with him again," Sloane blurts out, running her hands over her face.
"Wait? What? Who? The guy at the club?"
"Yeah," Sloane nods. "The guy from the club."
"What? When? Where?"
"The boat shed on the beach by my dad's place."
"Classy," Hope laughs. "How was it?"
"Amazing," Sloane groans.
"Then what is going on?"
"I don't know," Sloane whines. "I don't know," putting her head in her hands.
"What is your heart telling you?"
"Don't use your psychology crap on me," Sloane smirks. "I love Eric, I do, but Liam is so not Eric," she laughs.
"What do you mean by that?"
"I know what I get with Eric. It's the same all the time."
"What do you mean what you get?"
"It's always the same. Dinner, movie, same sex," Sloane sighs. "It's so planned."
"And Liam?"
"It's...spontaneous."
"Clearly," Hope laughs. "A boat shed? Really?"
"I don't know. It was there."
"Okay, what are some qualities you like about Eric?"
"He's sweet and smart, and funny and we've known each other a long time."
"Okay, qualities about Liam you like? And don't hold back."
"I don't know...he's real," Sloane says biting her bottom lip. "He just says what he wants and isn't worried about offending me, and he's so sexy."
"Do you know anything about him? Does he know anything about you?" Hope asks.
"He owns his own construction company. That's all I know. He knows my dad is a rich hotshot lawyer and I'm in school."
"So you know nothing about his family? His past? Anything?"
"Just that he's amazing at sex," Sloane laughs, blushing.
"Looks like you have some thinking to do."
"Shut up and go away," Sloane laughs. "You're not helping."
She smiles and gets up, walking out, "goodnight."
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I Choose You
RomanceLiam Pearson has undergone a rough life. Losing his mother at the tender age of 11, his sister Danielle and himself raising each other to their adult years. Now, Liam takes the reigns. His troubled past has led to his actions currently. Constantly g...
