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you,” she repeated again, taking her drink from me once I was seated.
    I smiled down at her. “You’re welcome.” She seemed truly grateful that I had paid her drink, the smile on her face was warm. I knew that a lot of guys must have offered to buy her drinks in her lifetime. I’d gotten enough glares thrown my way to know that any of the idiots in that bar would have loved to take my place.
    “Guys buy you drinks all the time, don’t they? So, why are you so surprised that I’d buy you one?” I surprised the fuck out of myself when I asked her that. I wasn’t normally so blunt with women. Men, yes. Women, no. But the curiosity I was feeling was bigger than any reservations I might have had.
    Luckily, Liv didn’t seem insulted at all. She just took another drink from of her martini and shrugged her shoulders before answering. “Most guys would be hitting on me while doing it. Most guys would have tried to get me into bed by now. I can tell you’re interested but you’re not pushing it. I appreciate that.”
    My bluntness was nothing compared to hers. Her response shocke d me and embarrassed me a bit . She could obviously tell I found her attractive. What really had questions flying through my head was how easily she said she appreciated me not flirting with her.
    Did she appreciate it because it gave her a break? Or did she appreciate it because she wasn’t attracted to me that way? She must be. I remembered the way she had looked at me in the hallway downstairs...
    Why was I even pondering this?
    Liv turned to me, her next comment almost sending me into a panic. “So, Calum. Tell me, is there some girl that’s going to be pissed off because you’re sitting here talking to me at a bar?”
     

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    T ell her the truth. Tell her the truth. Tell her the fucking truth!
    “No.”
    What? It was the truth.
    Not all of it!
    I understood what my conscience was trying to tell me, but aside from sitting there and enjoying a good conversation with her, I had no intentions of taking it further. Yes, the girl was sexy and attractive to me but I couldn’t let myself fall victim to any of that.
                And if I had no plans of going further than talking with her, what was the point of bringing up my damned ex? Just thinking about her was threatening to ruin my mood and though Liv had me on edge, she also was relaxing to be around.
    Easy to talk to.
    What I didn’t count on was the fact that Liv just might be attracted to me. It didn’t cross my mind that she might take my affirmation of being single as an opening.
    The first hour we hung out together, she asked me to tell her more about my brother. She told me about her mom and dad, how she was an only child.
    I learned that her name was actually Livana Payne but yes, she rather her friends call her “ Liv. ” Sometime after that, she insisted that I had to call her Liv. When she did, I couldn’t hold back the smile on my face. I found myself ridiculously wishing that I had a nickname that she could call me by.
    By my sixth drink, things were getting bad. I had kept on drinking, and while six drinks weren’t enough to get me drunk right away, it was enough to start getting me tipsy.
    Blood warming even more, I leaned back against the booth, too relaxed for my own good as I watched Liv with heavy lidded eyes.
    “Why are you single?” I couldn’t hold back from asking her. The question had become too much to hold in .
    Seriously, why? She was fun, beautiful, easy to be around when one ignored the whole “arousal-that’s-too-much-to-bear” situation. Why was she unattached?
    “Because most men are idiots,” came her honest, unapologetic reply. “I’ve dated before, don’t get me wrong, but it’s usually a headache. I haven’t met anyone I can honestly say I really got along with and I’m just not the type of girl that can be with a guy for the sake of being with him.”
    I watched her shrug, finishing my drink. My brain liked and