You played with Liam's Six-year-old brother, Dann, babysitting him in his room. Strumming the guitar, you sang and danced, filling the room with giggles. You were having fun, just as you turned, you saw Liam leaning on the door frame, arms crossed, watching you intently and gently, while you stood there, surprised.

"Seems like you're having fun."

He smirked. He's been watching you entertaining his younger brother the whole time.