Liam seemed to decide he had said enough. He turned away from her and stepped off the platform, his movements calm and unhurried as he headed toward the door. As he passed Dylan, Sasha, and Anna, Sasha suddenly seemed to remember herself, and her cheeks flushed again as she leaned slightly into his path with a shameless smile.
"You know," Sasha said, twirling a strand of blonde hair around her finger, "if you ever want to teach someone else with that serious voice, I'm very available."
Anna's face immediately twisted with secondhand embarrassment. "Sasha."
Liam looked at Sasha once, his expression unchanged. "I'm not interested."
He walked past without slowing.
Sasha froze with one hand still in her hair.
