Alli had been stolen, yet again, by Mike (her father). She was taken away from the only person she'd ever loved. Liam. What will him, and the other guys, do to get her back? How much are they willing to risk to save her? Sequel to Stolen


21. Love You Too

* Allison's POV

     We finished up the volleyball game at around 3 in the morning. All of the guests had gone by now. I hopped out of the pool and grabbed the blue polka dot towel I chucked at the lounge chair. I wrapped it tightly around my torso and slipped on my flip-flops. I walked across the cold grass and stepped onto the porch. We were going to have to do some serious cleaning tomorrow.

     I slid open the glass door and kicked off my shoes. I bounded upstairs and I ran into the room. I grabbed some flanel pajama pants, a big sweatshirt, and fuzzy socks. I was freezing cold. I ran into the bathroom and locked the door behind me. I flipped on the shower turning the nozzle to warm. Stripping off my towel and suit, I stepped into the hot water. I shivered as it cascaded down my back.

     I washed my hair and body, getting the chlorine from the pool off of me. I felt very clean when I stepped out. With my pajama pants, sweatshirt, and socks finally on, I brushed my teeth and combed my hair. That felt a lot better.

     Liam was laying under the covers and I hopped in and scooted up next to him. I faced him and he faced me. He had his arm draped over my waist and I had my had touching the back of his neck. I smiled and gave him a soft kiss.

     "You are so beautiful, I can't even explain it," he smiled cheekily.

     "Thank you. No one has ever said that to me before," I blushed a little.

     "How come?"

     "Well, my Mom said it once," I looked down at the bed sheets.

     "Hey," he tilted my chin up with his hand, "You're perfect just the way you are. Don't let anyone ever tell you different. I love you with all my heart for all the right reasons, I know I do."

     "Thank you Liam, I love you so much," I beamed with happiness.

     We shared a long, passionate kiss. It was filled with the struggles and hardships we had been through, but also the good times and fun times. It was full of lust and compassion. I wrapped both my arms arond his neck tightly and he grabbed my waist. We stayed there for a while and then pulled apart, grinning ear to ear.

     "Good night, sleep tight, don't let the bed bugs bite," I whispered in his ear.

     "I've never heard that before," he chuckled.

     "Love you," I said, cuddling up to him.

     "Love you too."

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