Fix Them Up by Maggie Grant

Author:Maggie Grant [Grant, Maggie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bedford Square Publishers
Published: 2025-10-09T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Three

My stomach rumbled, caving in on itself.

‘Shit,’ I muttered.

I opened and closed the kitchen cupboards for the third time that hour. Since Liam had started making all my meals, I didn’t need to buy anything for the little kitchenette in the annexe. I checked my phone – eleven p.m. It was too late to order anything; all the restaurants on my phone were closed.

Fuck’s sake.

I was pretty sure Liam was asleep, so I shoved my feet into my fluffy slippers and padded outside and down the stone path, mentally berating myself.

All day, I’d done a good job of avoiding Liam. I distracted myself. I reordered the spices in the kitchenette. I attempted to read, shifting in the armchair, but I was too restless sitting in one spot. I bit my lip until it bled and my nails down to the quick. I was in purgatory between a stupid kiss and an awkward conversation. I knew it was cowardly, but I couldn’t bring myself to look at Liam. To sweep it under the carpet. To say I hadn’t meant it.

A loud screech sounded from the trees, an owl.

‘Shut it,’ I hissed as I approached the bifold doors.

I tested the handle, and it lowered. Liam had left it open, and I winced as the door creaked. I made a note to lecture him about safety, but how much could I lecture him now? Were we even friends?

I tiptoed into Liam’s kitchen, finding a loaf of bread in his bread bin. I thanked some random deity for carbohydrates and placed two slices in the toaster, my stomach roaring to life like a disused engine.

‘Kat?’ A low grumble came from behind me, and I whipped around, giving a short, sharp scream. Liam stood in the doorway in blue boxers and a dark grey hoodie with white sports socks on his feet. His large muscled thighs were on display, and I held back the thought of running my tongue across those muscles. No. Those were not appropriate thoughts about the man I threw myself at the night before. He ran his hands through his hair, revealing a line of defined muscles above his boxers.

Liam squinted, his hair sticking up at the back. He had no idea he was the perfect combination of cute and sexy right now.

‘Are you okay?’ he asked, his voice concerned.

He rubbed an eye, coming over to where I stood, frozen, at the toaster. He looked me over, sweeping down my bare legs in my pyjamas – the same floral silky ones I had been wearing when he’d come into my house unannounced. His eyes sat there for a beat longer, making me squirm.

He made a low sound, almost like a groan. The noise shot straight through me and lower. ‘Are those the only pyjamas you own, Red?’ he asked, voice gravelly. ‘Or are you just trying to torment me?’

‘Torment?’ I arched an eyebrow, ‘How exactly would I torment you?’

Liam took a step closer, and the tension was a thick fog around us.

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