Liam's grin held still and he ran his finger up along her wrist, and along her arm, before moving back down and tracing over her palm. He watched her neck, her lips, the slope of her entire frame as he did so, and then sipped at his wine, eyes locking onto her own.
"It won't be hard for you, but it will be time consuming, and you will be exhausted after these lessons," He took a bite of his pasta, eyes still following her own, and he shifted in his seat to run his foot up along the side of her leg a moment, just watching her.