Doing All The Work Alone

Liam's POV:

Since I came back from her room, I have been standing in the kitchen like a sculpture, resting my hands on the counter and beaming like an idiot.

I know this is kind of ludicrous for some people but I just loved seeing my mate eating well.

I shut my eyes and bit my lower lip when the image of Anastasia sitting on her bed flashed in my mind.

The way her robe opened a little bit exposing her fair milky-white thighs that got bigger the second she pressed them against those silky bedsheet…Agh, I'm being a pervert.

Liam, your parents raised you better than that.

No, I am not a pervert, because she is my mate and I can not help it.

I slowly opened my eyes as my hands gripped the counter's edges, when I remembered the fact that there were other people who had the chance to see and touch her thighs.

" Oh my God, Liam. What have you done?" I flinched when I heard Claire's shocked hoot behind me.