Brown-Eyed Boy novel Chapter 10

LIAM POV

I have had peace, doing simple chores since I couldn't exert pressure on any part of my body.

I am anxiously looking forward to my cousin's visit today. I am quite eager to see him and Christian so that I can scold them for postponing their wedding on my behalf.

Just thinking of it makes me feel terrible, I know how much of a big deal it was for Lex to marry, again.

I never thought he would ever attempt to get involved with anyone else after James' fiasco. He has been through a lot, and I hate myself for adding to his burdens.

"Liam..." a familiar voice startled me momentarily. I placed the flowers I was holding on the altar and turned to face the warden.

I almost gasped at how luscious he looked. This is what happens when you spend a lot of time seeing old men dressed in horrible tunics.

"Sir," I mumbled, trying not to ogle.

"Please call me, Daniel." He breathed hastily. "I prefer that." His deep baritone had my blood rushing to unwanted places creating a problem for me.

I took a step back and turned to

hide my panic.

"Are you okay?" He was closer now. I felt his warm breath fanning my exposed neck.

"I am fine," I stuttered. His nearness was short-circuiting my brain. I didn't know what to think. I would have thought that, after all I had been through because of a man, I would run the opposite direction but here I was, leaning into his touch.

He placed his hand on my shoulders, nudging me to face him. I did, but kept my glance everywhere but on him.

"Please look at me," that alluring voice has me obeying his every command like a puppy. I raised my gaze to his.

"How are you?" He asked the damn question, I had got tired of hearing. What did he expect me to say? That I am fine? I am miserable and he should know that by now. But since he seems not to, I chose violence.

"What do you want?" I snapped, shocking him and he took two involuntary steps back. I regretted my outburst when he lifted his hands in surrender.

"I didn't mean to offend you." He pleaded. "I just want to make sure you are okay, as close as you can be in this place anyway."

Why did he have to be this nice?

"Sorry," I groaned, making him shake his head. "It was dumb of me to ask if you are okay. You are anything but that." I smiled at his understanding.

"I am trying to be okay. " I whispered honestly, twiddling my thumbs.

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