Chapter 49 Liam
Liam
Imust be dreaming.
There’s no way Kendall is here, standing in my hospital room, holding my hand, telling me she loves me.
This must be a side effect of my concussion.
But then I close my eyes, savoring the soft feel of her hand in mine. When I open my eyes and look at her, emotion surges through me.
I take in her teary eyes, her wobbly lips, the pain in her gaze.
With my free hand, I reach up and wipe away the tears streaking her cheeks.
She’s here. And she loves me.
“You love me?” I ask, still shocked.
She flashes a wobbly smile and nods. “I love you, Liam. So, so much.”
I grin. “Well, that works out because I’m so fucking in love with you, firecracker.”
She lets out a snotty laugh. But a second later, her smile fades.
“I’m so sorry I didn’t say it back when you told me that you loved me.
I just…I couldn’t believe it. It all felt too good to be true.
This amazing guy is in love with me and is willing to do anything to make me happy?
” She shakes her head. “That kind of stuff doesn’t happen to me. That’s the stuff of fairytales.”
I grin. “Or love poems. Or a Jane Austen novel.”
She chuckles. “Yeah, that too.”
I brush her hair out of her face.
“But then my aunt talked some sense into me.”
I smile. “She did?”
Kendall nods. “I realized what a huge mistake I made.” She pauses to swallow. “And then I saw what happened to you tonight…”
She trails off, a fresh stream of tears tumbling down her cheeks. I wipe them away.
“Just the thought of losing you made me crazy,” she says, her voice wobbling. “I couldn’t bear it. I thought you were…” She sobs.
“Hey.” I cup her face in my hands. “I’m here, sweetheart. I’m okay. It’s just a concussion. A small one.”
She makes a sound that’s somewhere between a snotty chuckle and a scoff. “A small one, huh?”
“Yeah. It’s gonna take a lot more than that to bring me down.”
She smiles. I hold her face in my hands once more and press a soft kiss to her forehead. Warmth courses through me.
“You’re really okay?” she asks.
“Yeah. I just need to take it easy for the next couple of weeks and rest my brain.”
“But you took such a hard hit.”
“It looked worse than it was,” I say. “My neck’s a little sore, but I didn’t break anything. I didn’t even fracture a bone or strain a muscle. I got lucky.”
She lets out a heavy breath like she’s relieved.
We’re quiet for a few seconds as I hold her. “I missed you, firecracker. So much,” I murmur.
“I missed you too.”
“I hated being without you.”
“I hated it more.”
I chuckle softly against her impossibly soft skin. She leans back to look at me, and I hold her gaze.
“Move in with me.” My heart thrashes in my chest as I watch her lips curve up in the most beautiful smile.
“Okay,” she says.
I press my mouth to hers and kiss her. It feels like fireworks are going off in my chest, and my heart is exploding all at once.
After years of hurt feelings and misunderstandings, it’s finally happening. We’re together.
Kendall loves me, and I love her.
I have my dream girl. We’re gonna move in together.
She moans against my mouth, and my cock stirs.
I break the kiss with a chuckle.
“What?” she asks with a smile.
“I’m supposed to take it easy, but with the way you’re kissing me, my dick has other plans.”
Her beautiful eyes go wide. “Oh.” She lets out an embarrassed laugh. “Sorry.”
I laugh and tell her it’s okay, right as Aidan and Micah walk in.
They stop at the foot of my bed and look between Kendall and me.
“Sorry, we didn’t mean to interrupt,” Aidan says.
I smile at him. “It’s okay.”
I take in the worried look on my brother’s face as he stares at me.
“Are you okay?” he asks.
I nod. “Minor concussion. I’ll live.”
Kendall steps aside to make room for Aidan and Micah to come over and hug me. A few minutes later, my parents walk in. Aidan and Micah move over so they can see me. After a few minutes of them fussing over me, I reassure them that I’m okay, I just need some time to recover.
Aidan studies me, like he’s still worried about me. “I know our wedding is just a couple of weeks away and that you’re supposed to give the best man speech. But maybe you shouldn’t. A concussion is no joke. You need to rest your brain.”
I shake my head. “No way, big brother. I’ve been working on this speech for weeks. I’ll be just fine.”
He huffs out a breath. “You sure?”
“Positive.”