No Regrets by Kate L. Mary

side, hoping to give him easier access. When he had the zipper partway down, he moved his lips to my chest. His tongue ran across the top of my breasts as he slid the zipper down the rest of the way. Then he eased my dress down, cupping my right breast. When his thumb moved across my nipple, my eyes rolled back in my head.
    Without warning, the bedroom door opened and the sound of drunken giggles filled the room. My eyes flew open and Liam pulled my dress up, covering my breasts. He bolted upright, but I couldn’t move. My heart pounded against my rib cage as I stared up at the ceiling.
    â€œWhat the bloody hell, Drew?” Liam said, climbing to his feet. “You know the bedrooms are off limits! If you want to shag your girl, you take her home. Got it?”
    â€œYeah, yeah. Sorry, man.” There was a pause and the girl with Drew whined a little. Then Drew said, “Hey, Liam, is that Ryan’s little sister?”
    â€œCousin,” Liam snapped.
    Drew laughed. “Whatever, man. Nice job.”
    The door shut and Liam swore, then turned back to me. I hadn’t moved a muscle. My body felt like it was made of jelly and I couldn’t catch my breath and my heart was going faster than a jet plane. I doubted I could have gotten up even if I tried.
    Liam didn’t make a move to come back over to me, and after a few seconds he said, “We should head back out to the party.”
    I blinked. There was no way in hell I’d heard him right. I was more turned on than I ever had been in my entire life, and this guy was going to walk away? Oh, hell no.
    â€œExcuse me?” I said, rolling over to face him.
    Liam shuffled his feet and glanced toward the door. “Ryan is going to notice we’re both missing.”
    â€œUmm . . .” There were so many things I wanted to say swirling around in my head that they all got clogged on the way out, leaving me speechless. I was pretty sure I was going to have to call a plumber if I ever wanted to talk again.
    Finally, after what felt like an hour of silence, I said, “I thought you were only after one thing?”
    â€œWho says I’m not? I’m just not a wanker.”
    â€œOkay . . .” I couldn’t figure out exactly what he was thinking, or how to respond.
    Liam let out a deep breath, then took a step back, like he was afraid to be too close to me. “Bollocks. Why do you sound confused?”
    â€œBecause I am. I’m here and I’m willing, so I don’t see the problem.”
    â€œRyan’s my mate, Cami.” He shook his head, then walked toward me. “Can’t do that to him.”
    Liam grabbed my hand and hauled me to my feet. My zipper was about halfway down, so he pulled it back up. Ugh! I had really expected him to take my clothes off, not put them on. Had I found my way into some kind of alternate universe? Or maybe I’d lost my touch. I had really thought Liam would be an easy thing to mark off my list. Easy was his distinguishing personality trait, after all.
    â€œI have a sister too,” he finally said, as if that would in any way make me understand where he was coming from.
    â€œUm, Liam. You do know there’s a good chance all those other girls you’ve fooled around with have brothers too, right?”
    Liam blinked and stared at me like I’d sprouted wings. It was as if he’d really never thought of it that way before and I’d just given him some kind of epiphany.
    He ran his hand through his sex hair—not imitation anymore—and shook his head. “Shit.”
    Shit was right.
    Liam exhaled, and he wouldn’t stop shaking his head. “Let’s head back to the party.”
    I couldn’t argue. Even though I was still incredibly turned on, the mood had passed. Things felt off and confused after the sister comment, and it was clear from the look on Liam’s face, I wasn’t going to be able to change his mind. Better to just let it