"What? Mom, hell no! Don't make me barf!" Rachel spat, her sharp face twisting into an expression of pure disgust and utter revulsion as she glared down at Liam.
'I wouldn't want you to either... I'd much rather take your mom,' Liam thought to himself, his expression remaining smooth and completely unbothered. He maintained a lazy, dark smirk, letting her venom slide right off him as if she were a child throwing a minor tantrum.
Her mother gasped softly, looking back and forth between them with a deeply embarrassed expression. "Come on, Rachel, don't say something so entirely rude to a guest in our home!" She turned toward Liam, placing a small, manicured hand over her chest, her heavy bust rising as she let out a soft sigh. "I am so terribly sorry for my daughter's behavior. She has no manners when it comes to her peers."
"It's really fine," Liam said smoothly, reaching up to casually scratch the back of his neck as he looked down at her.
