Chapter 45

I glower at him and clench the paint brush tightly in my hand. He's doing this on purpose just to give me a hard time, I think. "We're going with light blue. End of discussion." I turn away from him and uncap the bottle of paint, ready to dip my brush into it, but I can't, since Liam snatches it away seconds later. "I want dark blue." He argues stubbornly, wearing a small smirk on his lips as he watches me fume. "No, we're going with light blue." I say, gritting my teeth together and reaching to grab it. Of course, he does the childish thing and decides to hold it above his head, laughing like a mad man as I jump and claw at his arm. "Give it to me, Liam!" "Oh don't worry, I will soon enough, princess." It takes me a minute to understand what's he's meant, then I get it suddenly. Pervert! I feel my cheeks warm and I realize that I'm blushing. Blushing at a disgusting remark Liam has just made. What was wrong