Page 205 of Mafia Billionaire's Surprise Baby

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When the door opens again, I’m not even facing it.

I’m turned to face the wall.

I couldn’t bear it if Sal came back in. But I also wanted it to be him.

Either way, I am one hundred percent too scared to look over at the door.

“Gia?”

I know this voice too.

Reluctantly, I rolled over. “Liam,” I murmur.

Liam sits in the chair that Sal had occupied… an hour ago? I couldn’t keep track of time anymore.

Liam studies me. “How are you then?”

“Shitty,” I answer honestly.

“Aye. You look it too.”

“Thanks. Really nice words to say to your future wife.”

Liam leans back. “Somehow, Gia darling, I feel that’s no’ going to happen.”

I sit up. “Are you rejecting me?”

He shakes his head. “No. But I’m no’ stupid. I can practically feel the tension between you and Sal. I’m not about to step into that. Not in a million years,” he growls at me.

“Why does it matter?”

“What do you mean, why does it matter?”

I snort. “The type of relationship that we’re going to have. Why does it matter if I am… hung up on someone else?”

Liam casts a meaningful glance down at my stomach.

“Okay well that aside, why does it matter?” I retort.

“It will always matter,” he says softly. “And I…” he stops.

My eyes widen. “You were hoping that we… that you and I would…Oh. Liam,” I say. I’m genuinely sad for him.

Liam really wanted us to be a thing. An actual thing. He wanted us to be in love. Someday.

His lips tilt slightly. “Well, a guy can dream, can’t he?”

“Liam MacAntyre. Dreaming of falling in love. I think that’s really sweet,” I say.

“Aye well. I’d appreciate you keepin’ that little observation to yourself,” he says softly.

“If you keep my secret, I’ll keep yours.”

“That, I can do.”

We’re quiet for a moment. Then, I look over.