Chapter 53: Track down (5)
“Liam.”
Saying his name now feels as natural as breathing. The initial aversion, once as irritating as sand grains, has vanished over time. Maybe it’s because we’ve spent over a month together. It could also be because we’ve been through so much in a short period—not too long, not too short.
As Liam Moore let down his guard, I found myself doing the same. After we solve this case, I plan to nag him about his bad habits. He doesn’t need to work himself to the point of self-destruction. I muttered to myself as I sighed.
“Why are you sleeping so uncomfortably….”
Not even using a blanket. If you catch a cold, you’ll be the one suffering. And you haven’t changed your clothes. What’s with that?
I unbuttoned his uncomfortable vest and loosened his tie. The sleeping man remained motionless. It felt a bit disappointing, as if he was avoiding me, though he was just asleep.
“You used to look at me so intently all the time.”
Those gray eyes, once filled with warmth, now avoided mine. I had grown accustomed to the way his gaze lingered on me, and now he turned away. If this was how it was going to be, he shouldn’t have started in the first place.
“If you’re not going to look at me anymore or start to keep your distance, you shouldn’t have looked at me at all.”