12. Hope
I was looking through the window at Eric's house. I saw Liam and Steffy feeding each other cake. They were husband and wife now.
Still I was going to stop Liam from moving to Paris with her. He belonged with me. I walked to the front door when I felt a hand touching my shoulder.
"Hope what are you doing?" I heard a familiar voice say.
"Thomas, please don't try to stop me. Liam has made a mistake. He does not think clearly when it comes to your sister," I said forcefully.
"You aren't going to ruin this for her," Thomas said, his voice darkening.
"Liam has a right to know how I feel before he leaves town," I said walking into the house.
"Hope," Thomas begged grabbing me. He dragged me back outside before Liam saw me.
"You can't stop me Thomas," I said.
"Is this working for you Hope? Throwing yourself at man who does not want you? Making a scene, when you aren't the center of attention. Everything is not about you. This is Steffy's day," Thomas said.
"It should be my day. Liam should be my husband," I said hitting his chest.
"You are a piece of work, Miss Hope Logan. You've got a lot of growing up to do," Thomas said loudly.
I can't find the words to defend myself. Maybe he was right. Liam was marrying Steffy for a third time. He must not want me.
I am about to walk away when Thomas pulls me into his arms. I see a longing look in his eyes. Carefully Thomas leans in and kisses me. I find myself wrapping my arms around him and returning the kiss.
My body suddenly feels weak in Thomas's strong embrace. His hands covering me. He seems to know what he wants. And I find myself leaving Eric's house to go with him. There are no words between us. Just this unspoken attraction taking over, and now Liam is the last thing on my mind.