Liam stayed with Avery until evening. He arranged the dinner with his mother, who promised to prepare everything and inform Liam’s father about them having visitors. To Liam’s surprise, she seemed to be excited about the dinner.
They laid in bed, cuddling while Liam slowly caressed the full length of Avery’s golden hair. He couldn’t get enough of the soft, silky texture smoothly seeping through his fingers. As he played with those mild locks, Avery’s scent surrounded him stronger, which soothed his hunger for her. Avery let him do whatever he wanted. She enjoyed his presence the same as he kept enjoying hers. As Liam pressed her closer to his chest, she leaned her head on him, listening to his calming heartbeat.
“We should probably get ready. It’s getting dark outside.” Liam suddenly utt
