Tourist-y Sh*t

We eat at the burger place and I pick something small because I don't feel like being spanked. The girls here are gorgeous and I raise my eyebrows at how flirty they are with Liam. I wriggle my eyebrows at him every time they touch his shoulders and try not to show how insanely jealous I am feeling that they are touching him.

He's not mine and won't ever be. That's what I have to tell myself to keep my cool. He's better than me and has a future as a CEO of a company if he can climb up that high. Or nepotism kicks in and his dad gives it to him. He can't be with me. And I'm sure his family wouldn't allow it.

When Liam doesn't finish his giant ass burger, I watch him get spanked by a big paddle and laugh at how red his face is for getting punished in public. He laughs it off but I can tell he isn't used to putting himself out there like that. I wonder if he does it for my benefit or if maybe he just loosens up around me.

Either way, afterward we go to a Cirque show and then walk around