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Bumps and Screams
I had just collided head first with a solid wall of muscle. My forehead actually smarted a little. I wanted to reach up and rub it, but I didn’t. Instead, I just took a few steps backward as the moving wall said, “I’m so sorry! Are you all right?” in a British accent.
“Yeah, I’m fine. Are you?” As if my head could’ve put a dent in that muscular chest.
“I’m fine,” he assured me. “Pardon me, miss. I should’ve been looking out better.”
“Me, too,” I said, but I was confused. Why was he calling me miss. Did he not recognize me? “It’s all right, Liam,” I said. “I wasn’t looking either.”
A puzzled expression came over his handsome face, and then it
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