"What's wrong, Liam? You seem strange. Are you feeling unwell? Why is your face so red? Sit down. I'll get you a glass of water."With that, she reached toward his arm as though trying to guide him toward the couch. Liam leaped out of her way and said, shaking his head, "No, I'm fine. I can walk. Don't worry about me."Then, he darted away and took his place in the armchair, still desperately avoiding meeting Silvia's gaze. Silvia stifled a giggle. She perched herself on one side of the sofa, then stacked her legs on the coffee table, blocking Liam's exit entirely. "What's wrong? You look so nervous, Liam," she asked innocently. "Do I?" Liam froze, and without meaning to, he turned to glance at Silvia. When his eyes landed on her, he almost choked on his own saliva. Silvia's long, slender legs were stacked on the coffee table, and because of the position she was in, her dress had hiked up, revealing her rosy thighs. Liam had to admit that Silvia had an amazing figure. She was s
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