Move- Chapter 21

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Previously on Move– Read Chapter 20 HERE

Catch up from the beginning HERE

Aria laughs as Liam leads her into the nearest stall of the bathroom.

“Come here,” he growls as his hands grip her waist.

Aria smiles up at him as her arms wrap around his neck, closing the distance between them. Her lips find his in the dim lighting of the bathroom stall.

Aria starts to unbutton his shirt as Liam starts to undo his pants, their lips not parting. Liam hikes Aria up against the wall, sliding his hands up her slip dress.

Aria’s hands fist into his perfectly gelled hair as her body heats up at the feel of his touch.

Liam stills, as he lets out a frustrated sigh before things go any further.

“Damn it, I don’t have protection, love,” he says setting her legs back down.

“Wha- Are you kidding me?” she says sighing as her body slides down his, her feet touching the speckled printed floor.

“I’m so sorry love. I don’t think it’d be too wise to continue without-”

“No of course not,” Aria says as Liam steps away from her. Her body still aching for him.

Liam zips up his pants as Aria fixes her dress, letting out a sigh of frustration.

They both look at each other.

“Wanna just make out like a couple, teenagers?” Aria says shrugging.

“Hell yes, love,” he says with a chuckle, grabbing Aria into a passionate kiss.

Aria laughs against his lips, her hands roaming over his toned back.

Each kiss deeper than the last.

Just then this loud sound of a fire alarm begins to blare from the speakers just above them, and Aria caught between pleasure and sudden fear looks up at the ceiling for an answer, the water spout pops open as it rains down upon them. Liam looks up.

“We should probably go,” he says grabbing her hand as Aria staggers behind him trying to manage to put one foot in front of the other and shake off the public bathroom tryst she just had in a bar named Wild Wonderland with Mr. Billionaire Bachelor Liam Whitmore.

Aria fixes herself as they rush toward the exit to find the rest of the gang. Water pouring from the ceiling, alarms blaring, people rushing out as staff try to keep things calm.

“Aria!” Yolanda says waving her arms in the air, near the exit as the rest of the girls nervously wait in the crowd trying to exit.

Aria points and pulls Liam toward the exit.

“What the hell is going on?” Aria says as they all usher out of the club, her hand firmly in Liam’s as his grip on her tightens in a protective way.

“I’m gonna go find one of my co-workers and ask them what happened, I’ll be back,” Molly says making her way through the crowd to see if she knew anyone.

Aria stands shivering, her silky, short, slip dress soaked and clinging to her, leaving even less to the imagination than before.

Liam notices as his eyes widen, he quickly takes off his button down shirt and drapes it over her shoulders, tugging it closed at the front.

Aria smiles her thanks, as she slips her arms into the armholes.

“Of course love, don’t need you to catch a cold,” he says reaching down and buttoning a few of the top buttons.

“Funny, I thought it might have been because you don’t want anyone else seeing too much of your woman,” she says looking up at him knowingly.

Liam smirks down at her, “Yea, well that too,” he says wrapping his arms around her waist as he leans down to place a kiss on her lips.

Standing there soaked, Liam Whitmore is being seen in public wearing nothing but a pair of slacks and a white muscle tank. Not something you see every day.

Molly rushes over to the gang, “Ok so there was a minor issue in the kitchen and the sprinkler system was activated.

“But is everyone ok?” Yolanda says her eyes scanning the crowd for anyone who may be injured during that stampede of an exit.

“I think so, the chef said the fire is under control.”

Yolanda’s eyes land on a young brunette girl nearby, wearing a tiara with a 21 written on it, she is limping as her friend, tries to steady her.

“Hey there,” Yolanda says walking over, “Are you hurt?”

The two girls look up at her confused at her sudden interest.

“I’m a nurse, I can help you,” she says with a kind smile, her sober side shining through.

“I think I sprained my ankle rushing out of there,” the girl replies.

“Ok let me take a look, let’s sit you down over there on that bench,” she says helping the young girl hobble over.

Yolanda kneels to examine the girl’s ankle, upon moving it slightly, the girl winces in pain, “Ow, yea, that hurts, a lot,” she says.

“Hmm, yea you definitely twisted it pretty good, I can tell it’s starting to bruise. Can you move it by yourself?”

The girl tries and is successful, “It does still hurt though.”

“Ok so I don’t think it’s broken, but I think I should send you for an x-ray just in case,” Yolanda says as an ambulance and fire truck begin to pull up, sirens blaring.

“Everyone! Hi, my name is Kathy Wilks, I am the manager here at Wild Wonderland,” she says yelling over the nervous crowd. “I am terribly sorry for all of this. We had a bit of a small fire in the kitchen but it has been put out and the fire department will check to be sure. If anyone is hurt please come speak to an EMT. And please look out for a voucher in your email to comp you for tonight. We apologize and hope this doesn’t sway you from visiting our establishment in the future.”

“Come on the EMT’s happen to be some friends of mine. I’ll walk you over,” Yolanda says as she helps the girl toward the ambulance as the EMTs wave over at her.

***

Aria and Liam walk into Liam’s apartment.

“Well that was…quite the night,” Liam says laughing as he grabs two fluffy charcoal colored towels from his linen closet, and hands one to Aria.

“Yes…very eventful…” Aria says drying her face.

“Let me get you some dry clothes,” he says walking toward his bedroom. Aria grabs his hand, “Hey thank you for coming out with us tonight, I know it probably wasn’t your usual scene, but it meant a lot to me to have you there.”

“Of course, I mean I know how much you love those girls and I love you, so it was a pretty easy choice for me to make,” he says smiling down at her.

Aria freezes.

“What? Do I have something on my face, love?” he says confused as he wipes each side of his face.

“No. It’s just- You just told me you love me,” Aria says her heart fluttering.

Liam looks at her and then he realizes, “Oh my god, I did. I have been holding that in for so long. And I didn’t mean to blurt it out like that. I was waiting for the right time, because I know we have been moving way too fast, and I didn’t mean to-”

“No no, shhh, it’s ok,” Aria says placing a finger on his lips as she covers his with her lips within seconds.

Liam responds rather quickly holding her tightly against his toned body.

She pulls away from him ever so slightly as her eyes look up at him through heavy lashes.

“I love you too,” she whispers.

Liam sighs as he pulls her into a kiss.

“Please tell me you have-” Aria starts to say.

“They’re in my bed room,” he says an urgency in his voice as he lifts her into his arms.

Aria squeals as Liam jets off toward his bed room.

His house phone starts to ring.

“Ignore it, please,” Aria says cupping his face into a kiss as he lowers her onto his bed.

Liam reaches for the hem of his tank top as he pulls it off, Aria runs her hands along his abs, their eyes locking in an escalated heat.

“Trust me I don’t intend to get that, love,” he says kissing her as he lowers his body onto hers, her legs wrapping around his waist.

The phone still ringing in the distance.

Liam moves to Aria’s neck, she inhales a sharp breath, he places small kisses along her jawline, making his way back towards her lips.

“Liam, get it, now” she says reaching between their torsos for his belt buckle. Liam nods in agreement. His eyes burning into hers as his hands slide up her dress.

Liam laughs against her lips as he pulls away, reaching toward his night stand.

Aria smiles leaning back as she removes his button down she had on from earlier.

Liam rips open the gold foil packet as he turns to Aria, he walks over to her. She makes her way up on her knees in front of him, as things begin to escalate, his voicemail picks up.

“Liam, its mum. Remember me?”

Liam and Aria freeze in horror.

Aria buries her face into his chest, in embarrassment.

“Oh my god,” Aria says laughing.

Liam wraps his arms around her, “Yea that’s a definite mood killer,” he says matter of factly as he places a kiss on the top of her head.

“I’m so sorry love,” he says looking at her clearly mortified.

Gertrude’s voice cutting in once again… “Liam, please. We can talk this out. I know we can. This is too long to go without speaking.”

“And she’s still going,” Liam says with a huff as he reluctantly let’s Aria go, he walks into his living space where his landline sits on the living room end table.

“Liam. I am sorry. You know I’m just protective over you. I want you to be happy. And if you tell me that Aria makes you happy, then I accept it.”

Aria follows Liam. Her heart softens.

“I’m so sorry Aria, I’m hanging up on her-” he says reaching for the button.

“Liam, no. Don’t. She’s trying to mend things. The least you can do is meet her and hear her out. She is your mother.”

“Aria, my mother can be very manipulative. This is all probably part of some scheme she’s cooked up,” he says shaking his head.

“Maybe so, but I couldn’t live with myself if I was the reason why your family broke apart,” she says walking over to him as she picks up the phone handing it to him, “Answer it,” she says with a gentle smile.

“You are extraordinary, you know that,” he says with a dumbfounded smile as he takes the phone from her hand, “but none of this is your fault.”

Aria smiles, “Answer it,” she whispers as Liam rolls his eyes, and clicks a button, “Hello mother,” holding the receiver to his ear as Aria starts to walks away, he catches her hand, pulling her into a quick, kiss. Aria smirks as she walks off, Liam taps her butt gently. Aria laughs silently as he sends her a sexy smirk and a wink.

“Oh Liam. Thank goodness you answered. My boy, I am sorry. I feel just awful.”

“Well you should mother,” he says his expression changing upon hearing her shrill voice.

“Liam my boy, I do apologize for how I reacted. I just worry for you. You are so naïve at times, you believe the best in people and you can easily be taken for a fool that way. I just worry.”

“Mother, you don’t know Aria ok? Not even in the slightest. For you to judge her from a mere glance, you not only hurt her. You hurt me.”

“Liam, I am sorry son. Please give your dear old mum, one more chance. Bring her to the house for dinner sometime. I want to apologize in person.”

“Mother, I don’t think that’s the best idea.”

“I will be on my best behavior I promise you,” she says a careful grin upon her face as she sits on the other side of the phone call lounged in a patio chair in her lavish backyard near the pool. Gertrude is wearing a large black sun hat and a light periwinkle, tailored pant suit her beady eyes, focused. Determined.

“I can’t promise you anything, I will have to discuss it with Aria,” he says making his allegiance clear.

“Okay then my son, let me know. I do hope you’ll both come.”

“Well mother, I appreciate the offer. But if Aria feels uncomfortable coming, neither of us will be there.”

“Liam. Oh Liam, please don’t say such things. You do accept my apology don’t you?”

“Only if Aria will. I must be going now mother, goodnight.” He says hanging up before she could say anything else.

Gertrude huffs as she slams her phone on the patio table nearby.

Liam tosses his phone on his coffee table and walks back into his bedroom.

He finds Aria sitting in some oversized clothes from his dresser, as she lays on his bed flipping through the many TV channels his large flat screen holds.

Liam smiles at seeing Aria make herself at home.

“Hey, how’d it go?” Aria says looking up, and shutting the TV.

“She apologized…not sure that’s worth much when it comes to her,” he says rolling his eyes.

“Well I mean it’s a start right?” Aria says moving across the dark charcoal gray sheets towards him, her hands reaching for his.

“Yea well here’s the zinger…” he says raising an eyebrow.

“Oh boy…what?” Aria says as he pauses her eyes widening with curiosity.

“She invited you and I to dinner…says she wants to apologize in person,” he says his breath catching in his throat. Worrying about her reaction.

Aria pauses, she stays silent for a beat, her gaze passing him, lingering off and away. Pondering.

“Please…say something love…” he says staring at her nervously. “We don’t have to go if you don’t want to,” he says lifting her hand and placing a sweet kiss on it. “I’m not even really sure I’d want to go,” he says.

Aria smiles simply. “Let’s do it,” she says casually.

Liam looks at her, a shocked expression flashes across his face.

“You sure?” he asks confused.

“Yes,” Aria says with a nod.

“Why would you want to?”

“Because, whether you want to admit it or not, I know that your relationship with your mom still means something to you. Family is important. She is making an effort, so I will too,” she says shrugging her shoulders slightly. “Because if there’s one thing in this world she and I have in common is that we both love you,” she says cupping his face.

Liam’s heart melts as he sighs before pulling her into a deep kiss.

“I love you too,” he whispers against her lips. Their former flame suddenly reigniting quickly. “So um…” Liam says his eyes staring into hers. He licks his lips, coughing nervously.

“Where were we?” Aria asks knowing that he’s too shy to ask.

“Oh thank god,” Liam says swiftly pulling her toward him. His lips instantly on hers like a magnetic force. His hand reaching for the open gold foil packet.

Aria’s heart beats rapidly. Her hands roam across his torso, pulling at his clothes. Liam hooks his hands behind the backs of her legs, causing her to fall back on the bed as she squeals, he laughs climbing on top of her as she wraps her arms and legs around him.

TO BE CONTINUED…

*I do not take credit for the images used in my edits or otherwise.*

-<3-

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