"Are you tired? Is it past the princess's bedtime?" Liam laughs quietly as he runs his fingers through your hair, pulling you on top of him as the two of you sit in the backseat of his convertible sports car.

He didn't care if dragging you along on another one of his late night drives was selfish. All that matters is that he has you in his arms and all to himself.

Pressing a kiss to your temple, he hums in contentment as he glances at the night sky reflecting off the deserted beach.

Letting out a quiet sigh, he loosens the buttons of his suit to get a little more comfortable. He is still in the formal attire of his day earlier, full of meetings and business dealings. He had barely paid attention to anything all day, focusing only on seeing you again.