Giselle's POV

"Hello everyone, I'm Chef Terry," announced our chef. "I'm glad ya'll could join me for our New Orleans Cooking Class. Today we're going to learn to make southern favorites like Gumbo, Jambalaya, and Pecan Pie. Is everybody ready for a good time?"

The crowd was in uproarious applause. Me and Liam included. Hell, I found myself whistling in excitement. Sure learning to cook wasn't that exciting, but it's different when you're on vacation and a room full of people is excited. It's a great vibe.

"Alright, ya'll just sit back and watch as I start the Gumbo. Once I'm done, ya'll can have a taste."

I couldn't believe how hungry my stomach already was. It was roaring. Chef Terry started off by putting the chicken in water and let it simmer until it was fully cooked.

"While we're waiting for the chicken to simmer, anybody care to share something interesting about their experience in the Big Easy?"

Liam volunteered me making sure my hand was raised. I would pay him back later. Standing in front of a room full of people, was extremely nerve-racking, but I got over it. After introducing myself, I announced something I did. "We went on that Swamp Boat Tour and I saw an alligator for the first time."

The crowd cheered. "Anyone else see an alligator for the first time while they've been here?"

A handful of people raised their hand and before we knew it, the chicken was simmered. Once that happened, the chef shredded the chicken, simmered okra, created a roux, sautéed onions, and added in tomatoes and sausage. Eventually, the Gumbo was made and everybody got to taste it as we all got a bowl. Taking a bite, I loved it.

"So much better than the Gumbo Oreos" I commented.

Liam found himself laughing pulling out a small pack of Gumbo Oreos out of his pockets. He gave me one and we compared it to the actual food. The soup was better. Things got better when the chef started making Jambalaya. The Jambalaya was basically rice, shrimp, sausage, and a couple of other things mixed together. In all honesty, this was much better than Gumbo. This chef really knew how to cook. Eventually, two hours passed and the class was over. My stomach was unbelievably full.

"You down to go back to the hotel?" asked Liam. "Apparently Leah is going to be gone all night and won't return until late morning. We could pull an all-nighter."

"Let's just go back to the hotel for right now and rest off all the food we just ate."

Liam agreed and we headed back to the hotel. For about an hour we just laid on the bed until we felt a little better.

"You down for a Haunted Ghost Tour? That wouldn't be for a few more hours when it gets darker?" he suggested.

At that moment, I remembered something and pulled out a card game out of my purse. 'Truth or Dare.' "Bought this at the gift shop."

Liam did everything he could to not laugh. "Really? Truth or Dare? Do we need a card game for that?

"Hey, it was only a quarter."

And with that, we sat next to each other on the bed playing our silly card game. With all the cards in a pile in the middle of the bed, Liam pulled the first card and got 'truth.' At the bottom, it read 'Have you ever ate Green Eggs and Ham?'

With a serious answer, he responded. "Yes, I actually had Green Eggs and Ham every year in elementary school for Dr. Seuss' Birthday. They taste exactly like eggs."

The next card I pulled out was a 'dare.' 'I dare you to tickle another player for a minute.' Tickle Liam. He wasn't going to like that, but as quickly as I could, I began tickling. My finger against his armpit with him howling while trying to also tickle me. A little wrestling ensued. This went well beyond a minute with all the cards falling off the bed. After whatever time passed, I stopped tickling him. His body laid on the bed while I was on top of him trying to catch my breath.

"The cards are on the floor," he commented. "You going to pick them up?"

No answer came from me with my eyes getting stuck in his eyes. A nice quietness surrounded us allowing Liam to touch my hair and stroke it. Within a hot second, I lost my balance and was laying right on him. His hand continued to my cheek and to my lip giving it a small pinch. My heart began racing. All I could do was smile trying to playfully bite his finger that touched my lip. My head grew closer to his. My lips were against his own lips. Oh shit, we were kissing. What started off as a couple of little kisses from me and Liam in return, resulted in two lips against each other with much passion that seem to never end. This was actually happening. Liam lifted himself up and pushed me against the bed leaving himself to be on top. His lips reached my chin. One small kiss on my chin which led to small kisses going down my neck. The more he kissed me, the more my body felt like it was heating up. Such heavy breaths and a couple of moans with my heart pounding. Hell, I accidentally let a fart out.

"Are you OK?" Liam paused leaving me to nod in approval with my eyes closed. "Are you sure?"

Liam's POV

I honestly couldn't believe what I was doing. Who the hell did I think I was? Giselle was a friend  and here I was in a passionate love moment with her. It was wrong, but it felt right. My stomach and heart were both racing. My hands were a bit shaky. I was actually doing this and there was no turning back. With one final kiss at the bottom of her neck, her shirt came off. There she was in only her shorts and bra. My head became lightheaded looking at what was underneath that bra. Not sure if I could continue, I placed my head on her stomach and took a heavy breath.

"It's OK," claimed Giselle while giving my head a kiss. "Keep going."

And I did just that. My lips moved around her body with her eyes closed and her mouth breathing heavily as she continued to moan. In just a short time, she pulled my shirt off. Eventually, we were in nothing but our underwear.

"Are you actually ready for this?" I asked. "I've never actually done this and..."

She put her finger on my lip. "We'll figure this out together. Just go for it."

I couldn't believe those words. She was actually ready for this and I guess I was. Here goes nothing.

Giselle's POV

Waking up that following morning, I remembered all that happened last night. Underneath the sheets, I was bare naked and so was Liam. My stomach had butterflies watching him sleep so soundly. Maybe I actually had feelings for him. Did he have feelings for me? What would Jaxon say? Hell, what would Leah say? Without much thought, I found myself kissing his forehead and checking my phone. An urgent voicemail from Ava. "Damn it. What the hell?" I whispered to myself. How could Ava be in jail? Apparently the bail money was only going to be five hundred dollars. "What the hell does she expect me to do when I'm in New Orleans?" Putting my phone away, I got up and put on a t-shirt and underwear. Liam woke up a moment later.

"Morning beautiful," he greeted.

Sitting next to him, I gave him a kiss on the lip and he returned the favor. Neither of us had such a large and vibrant smile before. Checking the time, it was almost nine. He rushed into the shower and I followed him in.

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