Well. Ainsley drew back, puzzled a bit by that. He wasn't quite sure what to make of it, but he did his best to shrug it off. He highly doubted Liam wasn't interested. There were signs, okay, and Ainsley was no slouch at reading them. So it wasn't as though he'd set himself up for disappointment, or had gotten into a car with someone who didn't actually want to shag him. That much he was sure of.
So he settled into the seat, then had to brace himself against the door and dashboard as the car took off like a shot. "Show off," he said with a smile. Hell, he'd do the same thing, if he had a car like this. Or any car, really.
"Um." He had to think for a moment. He only had one thing that was interesting or important in his life, but she was too important to share with each or any of his random hookups. "I grew up in Swansea. We moved to London when I was fourteen. You?"