LIAM
Rain is looking at me weirdly.
He was watching some TV before I felt his attention shift to me. I am working on my laptop, ignoring him until I can't take it anymore.
"What?"
He shrugs and looks away. "Nothing."
I tug my lower lip with my teeth, looking at him momentarily before returning to my work.
"You haven't touched me for days now."
I pause, looking at him in confusion.
"You haven't made a move on me. It's been over a week," he says, looking very serious.
"I didn't know that you would have a problem with that, with everything."
"If we don't have sex, our spark will get lost. We will be boring and then slowly start seeing each other unattractive."
"That's never going to happen."
"I don't know, this is the longest we have gone without it," he stands up and climbs on the couch I am seated on. Taking the laptop and putting it aside, he straddles me, his fingers sinking into my hair.