Austin meant to prickle, picking at insecurities, and he had always been
so good at it. Liam blinked up at him, trying not to let the doubts that statement drew up flicker across his face.
She cares. She cares. She cares. He repeated it over and over, focusing on the curve of her smile and the taste of her lips.
Maybe if they hadn't already spent so much time together. Maybe if they hadn't just slept together no more than a couple of hours ago, the biting comment would have dug a little deeper.
It made him a little bolder, just a little. "You know I'm a heavy hitter." Baseball wasn't his sport, but he'd been good at swinging a bat.