Becca knew Liam had probably been through his share of struggles. He'd been quiet, and his journal entries on the forum had shifted in tone than when he had first introduced himself--but with everything that went on, whose hadn't? Whether they were using each other, or helping each other was anybody's guess, but was that any reason not to enjoy each others' company? She thought not.
She smiled at him as he opened the door, and her eyes licked over his nicely sculpted physique for just a heartbeat before she drew her eyes back up toward his. Such temptation he'd laid out before her. "Good evening," she said, fairly purring. "You look...comfortable. I'm afraid I've overdressed."