Chapter Twenty Three

Ariana

Liam wraps a large towel around me and I step out of the bathtub. I look back at him as he throws on a towel around this waist. We have been in the bath for almost an hour, cleaning up, making up and talking mostly about nothing in specific. The water was starting to get cold when we got out and now we are heading to the bedroom.

All this time I have spent with Liam has made me realize how much I am so drawn to him. Everything single thing he died captivates me and I am always eager to do everything with him. He is such a charm. He makes me dream. He makes me a flattered dreamy girl. I never want to wake up from this dream.

I pick up our clothes and fold them neatly in the closet, except for the shirt he was wearing. I sniff it and close my eyes moaning silently at his scent. Mmm... Liam, my favourite smell in the whole world. I want to sleep in it, all around me, surrounding me protecting me making me dream of good things.

Liam catches me smelling his shirt and shakes his