Haylie POV
I stood frozen as Liam kissed his way down my collarbone, igniting a fire within me with every touch. My body responded to his lips, each kiss sending sparks down my spine. A soft moan escaped me—I couldn't help but revel in how much I was enjoying this.
The old me would never have allowed this, but the new me, shaped by everything I've been through, welcomed it. This was everything I'd ever wanted. I didn't know how much time I had left, but I vowed to spend each second without regret.
As Liam's kisses continued, I felt his hand move to my dress. With a gentle press, my pink floral summer dress slid off, falling delicately to my feet.
I wasn't wearing a bra, leaving only my panties. Liam suddenly paused, pulling away, and I stood there, nervous and anxious, my wide eyes fixed on him. He removed his shirt and let it fall to the ground.
