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    Liam’s lips twitched and his eyebrows shot up. I slammed my mouth shut because I knew I was babbling. Most of the time guys hated that about me. I did not want Liam to hate me. It’s just that I had a really tough time controlling the stuff that came out of my mouth.
    â€œNervous talker?” Liam’s eyes twinkled like I was the most amusing thing he’d ever seen.
    I snorted, and even though I knew it was a really bad idea to let all the stuff swirling around in my head come out, there was no way I could keep my mouth shut after that comment. “No! You must have a pretty high opinion of yourself if you think your British accent and imitation sex hair can somehow make me all tongue-tied and awkward. I just talk a lot. Let’s face it, most people don’t have many interesting things to say, but I do. I have gobs and gobs of fascinating thoughts going through my head at any given moment, and I feel like it’s my duty to share them with the world.”
    â€œImitation sex hair?” Liam pressed his lips together like he was trying to hold back a chuckle, but it forced its way out. It was so adorable, I swear my knees wobbled.
    I maintained as much composure as possible as I waved my hand toward his head, almost like I was trying to cast a spell. “Yeah. Isn’t that what you have going on there? I’m on to your little scheme. Guys like you have that sexy, messy hair for a reason. It’s specifically designed to make girls wonder how it came to be so messy, and wish they’d been the one to help you with it in the first place. Bam! ” I clapped my hands in front of his face. “Next thing you know you’re in bed together.”
    â€œBam?” Liam smirked and leaned against the wall. “I don’t recall that sound effect ever gracing my bedroom.”
    My cheeks flushed when my mind wandered to what went on in his bedroom and the sound effects that would most likely go along with it. Just like that, I was back to thinking about running my fingers through his blond hair. Damn him and his imitation sex hair!
    â€œI don’t need to know about all that,” I said, trying to look bored and uninterested. My cheeks were hot, though, and I was pretty sure he could see right through me. “Whatever goes on behind your closed door is your business. I was just pointing out the obvious.”
    â€œThat I’m sexy?” His smile grew wider while he waited for me to respond.
    â€œThat’s not what I said.”
    He shrugged and I did my best not to let his adorable smile hypnotize me. “It was implied.”
    â€œI’m sure you’re used to American girls falling all over you, but I’m not so easily fooled. Strip away the accent and you’re just a guy with freckles who needs to get a tan. I mean, have you ever heard of the sun?”
    Liam pushed himself off the wall and took a step closer until there were only a few inches of space between us. His blue eyes held mine, and the corner of his mouth lifted into a very sexy half-smile. If his charms had been lost on me before—which they hadn’t—they would have been screamingly obvious at that point. He leaned closer and my heart pounded. The air around us sizzled with sexual tension. He flicked the hair off my shoulder and my skin tingled when his fingertips brushed against my neck.
    â€œI’m not so easily fooled.” His eyes trailed over my face to my lips, then back up to my eyes.
    I swear, my thighs clenched together on their own. It was like he had some kind of magical sex powers to go along with that sex hair of his.
    I smiled sweetly. “Wishful thinking?”
    Liam didn’t respond. He just stood there staring at me for a few seconds as I waited for some witty comeback. I could tell he had one by the way his blue eyes sparkled.
    â€œWere you done?” he finally said.
    That wasn’t what I was expecting. “Yes?”
    â€œJust