Harper“Let them stare.” He kisses my forehead then my mouth, deep enough that I forget to argue for a second.When he pulls back, my lips are still tingling and my thoughts are a mess. I blink up at him, trying to remember what I was even about to say. Something stubborn, probably. Something about how I do not need him scaring half the room for me.Instead, I just breathe.His hand lingers at my jaw for a moment, thumb brushing lightly like he is checking that I am still steady, then it drops back to my waist, firm and grounding.“Can you walk?” he asks, voice softer now, all the edge gone.“I can waddle,” I mutter.That earns me the smallest huff of amusement. Not quite a laugh, but close enough that it loosens something tight in my chest.“Stay with me,” he says again, quieter this time, less like an order and more like something he actually needs.“I am literally attached to you right now,” I point out, glancing at his arm around me.“Good.”We step back into the main room togethe
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