Chapter 83

"Ah, Liam." Cleo sighed theatrically. "Have mercy on my poor fragile heart. Your smile, the things it does to me." 

Liam's grin widened, he plucked the phone out of his sister's hands and ran a hand through his mid-length blonde locks, leaving them tousled. His eyes were the colour of melting chocolate with gold flecks and his lips, just like his mother were full. He was beautiful. That was the only word Cleo could find to describe him. 

"Take your fill, Queen Cleopatra. For this handsome devil of yours takes to the sea in a week" He teased. 

She giggled, planting herself flat on her bed to freely ogle him. His eyebrows were in a perfectly smooth arc. His nose was long and aristocratic. She signed again with gustiness.

"You two are disgusting!" Lima screamed in the background. "And give me back my phone you big oaf!"