Chapter One Hundred

Liam’s POV

“What?” I asked her, shocked.

She stood up from the bed and wanted to walk toward the door when I jumped up and grabbed her hand.

There was no way I was going to allow our talk tonight to end like this.

She looked down at her arm that was in mine and looked up at me three consecutive times before finally saying something.

“I want to assume the fact that you grabbing my arm was in fact a dream and not reality,” she said in a scarily calm tone.

“Sorry,” I quickly let go of her arm. “I didn’t mean to grab you like that. I just didn’t want you to end the conversation by kicking me out of your room like you always do”.

“Excuse me?” she asked in a high-pitched voice.

“That’s not how I meant it to come out. But if we’re being honest with ourselves, every time I say something you don’t like during a conversation, you usually put an end to the discussion by either storming out of the room or kicking me out of the room and I didn’t want that to happen right now. I want to talk