Vanessa pulled up into her driveway, shutting off the engine with a tired sigh. The entire day had been exhausting, from the gunfight to dealing with Josh at the station. She just wanted to get some rest, but as she stepped inside, she saw Liam sitting on the couch, staring into the flickering flames of the fireplace. A bottle of wine rested in his hand, half-empty, and his expression was unreadable.
The moment he noticed her, his gaze lifted, locking onto hers. A slow smile spread across his face as he stood up and walked towards her. Vanessa's heart pounded unexpectedly, and she quickly averted her gaze.
"I was waiting for you before I left," Liam said, his voice smooth yet firm. "Wanted to say thanks. For the clothes, the medical supplies, and for, well… everything." He glanced down at himself, tugging at the shirt she had given him. It fit him perfectly, and she didn't even know why that made her feel a little warm inside.
