“Just tell me in my ear, and I won’t tell anyone.”
I lean down to him, but he softly pushes my head away. “You’ll scream it from the damn rooftops.”
“Ah ha!” I jump off of his lap. “So you do have a middle name!” I point at him accusingly, but he only looks up at me, confused.
“What?”
“You just said I’ll scream it from the rooftops, which is an exaggeration if you ask me, but if you didn’t have one, I wouldn’t be able to scream it anywhere.” I cross my arms because I caught him. “Liar.”
His bored expression doesn’t falter as he pulls me back to his lap. “Don’t call me that.” He takes my arm and drapes it around his neck, and I smile at how touchy he suddenly is. “I meant if I did have one and told you.”
“I’m sorry, but I sense you're lying.” I give him a weak shrug. He opens his mouth, but he’s interrupted.
“He is,” Moon voices.
“Do you know it?”
“Yup.” He casually leans back in his seat and I look back at Liam, once again shocked that he really lied.
“He’s full of shit.” Liam waves Moon off and starts rubbing my arm that’s around him. I stare into his soul, but he doesn’t pay me any mind. Instead, he leans forward to kiss my cheek a few times.
“Just tell her, man.”
Liam lets out a sigh but keeps kissing me, making his way across my jawline.
“I know it’s embarrassing, but it’s okay.”
Liam lets out a bigger sigh, this time as he pulls away. “Leave.”
I turn to Moon and raise my brows, but he only giggles.
“Tell me.” I keep my eyes on Moon since the man under me wants to keep his middle name locked up like Fort Knox.
“It's Leslie.” Moon laughs before he barely finishes his sentence.
I look between them, and Liam only shakes his head.
“Leslie?! Your middle name isLeslie?”
“No, it isn’t.”
I immediately break into a laugh, and Liam does not look an ounce amused.
“Liam Leslie Walker.” I laugh again. “It actually has a nice ring to it.”
“That’s not my name.” Liam sounds so defensive, but I can tell it’s true.
“Don’t lie to me, Liam Leslie.” I snort, and he looks bored.
“I won’t be answering you if you call me that.” He picks up his phone, but this is too good.
“Oh, don’t be ashamed of your name, Liam Leslie.”
He rolls his eyes and looks over at Moon. “I’m kicking your ass.”
Moon and I are a laughing mess, and Liam doesn’t pay us an ounce of attention. He starts drawing a few shapes on my thigh before looking up.
“Moon.”
