Chapter Twenty Two

Ariana 

Liam and I have finished having our lunch and the waiter is done clearing the table. I have eaten to my fill and I can't help smiling at Liam who seems to be busy talking to the waiter. He gives the waiter his credit card and an insane tip. I purse my lips trying not to gasp loudly.

"What would you like to do now? Would you prefer that we go home directly?" he asks me.

"I thought you had everything planned out," I tell him, feeling rather confused by his need of my opinion.

"I have everything planned out for the entire time we spend together but I want your opinion on this. I want us to do what you want," he responds. Oh, I don't know what to say. What would I want to do?

"I don't mind. I like doing everything you plan out aslong as I am with you," I reply. That's true. All that matters to me is spending the weekend with Liam. I don't care if we have to spend the entire time in his bed.