The Accidental Boyfriend

Previously

…As we finally pulled away, Liam’s hand lingering on my cheek, he said, “So, what do you say? Dinner tomorrow? A real one. No fake fiancé required.” I grinned, feeling a lightness I hadn’t felt in years. “I think that sounds like an excellent idea. But,” I added, a mischievous glint in my eye, “you might have to be prepared for a few… accidental spills. It’s kind of my specialty.” He chuckled, his thumb caressing my cheekbone. “I wouldn’t have it any other way.” And as I drove home that night, the lingering taste of Liam’s kiss on my lips, I knew one thing for sure: our accidental relationship was just beginning, and I had a feeling it was going to be one hell of a ride.