King of My Heart

TWENTY-SIX

I wake up early in the morning and get ready for the day. The sun has finally found its way through the clouds and is shining brightly. After completing my morning routine, I get dressed in a pair of light blue ripped jeans and a white top with lace around the neckline.

I went to bed early last night and finally discovered that the door across from mine belongs to Liam's room. After waiting around for him for a while, I decide to go and wake him up.

I walk over to his room and begin knocking incessantly on his door in an attempt to annoy him into waking up.

"Liam. Liam. Liam. Liam," I continue with the knocking.

I hear him groan and a few seconds later, the door opens with a shirtless Liam standing in front of me. His shorts hang dangerously low and all of his muscles are on full display. My eyes unconsciously travel across his torso, from his chest, all the way across his rock hard abs, and down to his V-line that disappears under the waistband of his shorts.

"Like what you see," he asks, his voice coming out husky. I instantly turn my eyes away and look up at the smirk he has on his face. His hair is messy and his eyes still look sleepy. Feeling the blood rushing to my cheeks, I immediately look away.

My eyes fall on the massive room behind him and I push him to the side, making my way inside.

"Woah," I exclaim. "This room is huge. What do you even do in here all by yourself?"

I look around at the king sized bed against the left wall covered in white sheets. The bedside tables on each side boast big, white lamps. There are two large window on the front wall exhibiting a beautiful display of the woods outside and the one on the right side of the room leads to a balcony. On the right, there is a seating area with a white couch on one side and a couple of chairs on the other. Next to them is a cozy fireplace and on top of it hangs a flatscreen TV. A door to the right of the fireplace leads into a massive walk in closet.

"You know, you're a little annoying," I hear Liam say behind me as he falls back on the bed.

I ignore him and continue exploring his room. I walk into the closet which leads into a bathroom. As expected, it as as elegant as the room outside. A white, beautiful sink is present in front of a mirror that practically covers half of the front wall. On the left there is a large shower cabin on one side and a jacuzzi big enough to fit two people on the other. On the right side of the sink, there are two rods with white towels hanging from them.

I walk back into the room after admiring it. Liam is half sitting on the bed and doing something on his phone.

"I can't believe you have a huge jacuzzi while all I get is a shower," I complain.

"You can use it whenever you want, babe," he says with a wink.

"Did you just babe me?" I gasp.

"Do you not like it, babe?" He teases.

"Ugh, no. Now hurry up, I'm hungry," I say and walk out of the room.

I head downstairs and start preparing some coffee. A few minutes later, Liam walks in. He's wearing blue jeans and a white sweatshirt.

"So, what's for breakfast," he asks as he pours himself a cup of coffee.

"What do you mean? I should be asking you that," I say arching an eyebrow.

"Just because I made you food one day doesn't mean I planned on doing it daily," he states.

"So you would have me starve, then?" I shake my head slowly in disapproval.