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CHAPTER 136

Mia groaned but nodded, crawling off his lap. He missed the weight of her and the warmth of her body against his. She rolled away and off the bed, scooping up the rubbish from their bed picnic. Liam grabbed the beer bottles—his empty, hers barely touched.

“You don’t like beer?”

She shrugged but didn’t answer.

“Hey,” he said, reaching for her and tugging her against his chest. “You can tell me if you don’t like something.”

She blinked up at him. “I don’t really like beer,” she replied. “It’s too bitter.”

“What do you drink?”

She blushed. “You’ll make fun of me,” she said, dipping her head.

“Tell me,” Liam murmured, threading his fingers through the dark just-fucked curls that cascaded around her shoulders.

“Sweet wine,” she replied, “Vodka Cruisers, Canadian Club, and dry. I like sweet,” she said with another shrug, not looking at him.

He dipped his head and nudged her nose with his, tilting her head so he could brush a kiss across her lips. “Next time I’ll bring some
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