Chapter 49 Sinful Thoughts

• Liam
• I bent down gently, reaching for the bedside lamp on our nightstand, and as I turned it on, I gazed at Cecilia more clearly. A sigh of frustration escaped me. Cecilia's lack of skill in the art of pretense was regrettable. If she were truly asleep, I wouldn't disturb her, and the night ahead would be less complicated.
• "You're a terrible actress," I remarked, letting a smile slip. "You were lightly moving your foot."