"More afraid to hurt someone," he admitted, looking around before his eyes fell on her. "But I came here to see you," Liam told her, smiling ever so slightly. "I can wait thirty more minutes or so."
He wasn't used to this. Liam had no concept of emotionally connecting with another person like he was with Jackie, but it just felt natural around her. It was almost as if she woke up a part of him that he had fought against and suppressed since his curse of touch had first manifested. It was like around her he could be a person again, which was odd since she seemed just as emotionally fucked as he was.