He tears his eyes away from my face to look down at his wrist. “The children’s hospital, on Van Buran. I volunteer there once a week. One of the kids, Be-“
“Benji” I say finishing the name for him.
He looks at me, shock clear on his face. “You know Benji?”
I hold up my opposite wrist, which displays the same style bracelet only instead of blue beads, mines are purple and spell out my name.
A shocked laugh leaves him.
“I volunteer there every Tuesday.”
He leans one hand against the table.
“No kidding. I’m there on Thursdays. How did you meet Benji?” he asks.
“Well, I read the kids a different story once a week and Benji has turned into my little helper of sorts. He helps me pick the stories and he even acts out some of the voices if one of the stories has a lot of characters. One day while I was there, he handed me this bracelet. He looked at me with those big puppy dog eyes and made me pinky promise to never, ever-“
“Ever, take it off,” Liam finishes the sentence for me and this time we both share a laugh.
Shock reverberates through me, as I stare into those gorgeous green eyes. I can’t believe he volunteers at the same hospital I do, one day apart. If he’s visiting the same place, I am that means he also goes to the children’s cancer ward. Curiosity and some other unnamed emotion surge through me. It makes me curious to know more about this man.
The last time I was curious enough to want to know more about a man it ended terribly. But looking at him, I can’t seem to help myself. It feels like there’s some invisible string pulling and tugging us together in a way that I’ve never experienced before. Its unnerving.
Trying to shake it off, I go to ask him another question.
“So how did you meet Ben-“
“Hey Liam, can I talk to you for a minute?” a feminine voice says.
I look over my shoulder to see two women standing with their eye’s laser focused on Liam. And not just any women.
They look like freaking supermodels. The one standing closest to him has blond hair and green eyes. Her friend has long brown hair and brown eyes. Both are wearing low cut dresses with their curves and legs on display.
And the way the one closest to him is staring at him; the lustful gleam in her eyes makes it clear that she’s been with him in ways I know I never will. The other one has this faraway look in her eyes like she wishes she could.
Reality slams into me so quick, it feels like I just got smacked upside the head.
What the hell am I doing? Nearly letting my guard down like that for a man who dates supermodels and celebrities. This man who is a fucking billionaire. He could quite literally walk into a room and have his pick of single females, hell maybe even some of the married ones as well.
Liam frowns over at the woman.
“Actually, I’m busy right now. Did you need something?”
“Yes, you.” the blond one saunters closer and puts her hands on his chest.
Liam quickly removes her hand from his chest and takes a step back.
“Then you must have the wrong man, As I said I’m in the middle of a conversation. Enjoy the rest of your night ladies.” He turns his back to them.
But I can’t pull my eyes away from them. The widening of their eyes, and their gaping mouths give the impression that they can’t believe they were just turned down, and I admit, I can’t believe he just turned them down either.
They glare, huff, fold their arms across their chest before spinning on their heels and storming off.
“Now, where were we?” My eyes immediately shoot back to Liam to find him staring intently back at me. The way he stares at me, with a single-minded intensity does something to my insides.
He’s out of your league.
“Um lo-“
“Hey Liam.”
I see the irritation plainly on his face at yet another interruption.
“What?” He turns sideways to look at the man that just approached our table.
Undeterred the man, who looks very similar to him continues. “There’s a situation at the entrance that you might want to come take care of.”
The infliction in his voice and the way he says it makes me think it’s something serious.
Liam studies him for a moment before heaving a sigh.
“Alright, I’m coming.”
The man smiles.
“Cool, I’ll keep your friend company while you go handle that. What’s your name gorgeous?” He slides into the spot next to Liam and turns his megawatt smile on me.
While he’s undeniably handsome, his smile doesn’t affect me in nearly the same way as Liam’s does. It doesn’t cause my belly to tighten or those butterflies to swarm inside of me.
A scowl tightens the corners of Liam’s mouth.
“Like hell you will.” He shoves the man away from the table and he goes with a laugh.
I watch the exchange slightly intrigued, and slightly amused.
“Sorry about that. That idiot is my brother Levi.”
“It’s alright. He sounds like quite the, uh, charmer.”
“Oh he’s something alright. Listen, I need to go take care of a few things. Will you wait for me so we can finish our conversation?”
Stumped and stunned I stare at him for a minute.
A smirk twists the corners of his mouth before he says “What, don’t tell me you’re trying to get rid of me already.”
“Oh no, I just thought you had, uh, other stuff to do.”
God, I would love nothing more than to stay and talk to him, that’s what terrifies me.
“Nothing as important as talking
