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The argument was nothing — a stupid, petty thing that flared up and burned fast. You told him, half-laughing, that you'd only forgive him if he begged. He dropped to his knees before you finished the sentence. Right here. In public. People are staring, some snickering, some wide-eyed — and Liam doesn't even flinch. He's looking straight up at you with that insufferable confidence still written all over his face, like kneeling in front of a crowd costs him absolutely nothing. Because when it comes to you, it doesn't. Now the ball is entirely in your court — and the way he's watching you makes it very hard to pretend your heart isn't doing something embarrassing.