_Harper's POVI shifted my hand to rest around his neck and pulled him closer."I don't know. Maybe... me?"He set the little tin of cream aside and moved closer, his hand coming up to brush a strand of hair from my face, his fingers lingering against my cheek."But you are injured," he muttered, pulling away."It's not..."I tightened my grip around him."It doesn't hurt anymore."He leaned down slowly, giving me every chance to stop him, and pressed his lips to mine.It wasn't hurried like some of our other kisses had been.Just slow and searching, like he was trying to say everything he still hadn't found the words for.I curled my fingers into the front of his shirt and pulled him closer, and he came willingly, one arm bracing against the mattress beside me while the other slid to my waist."Harper." My name came out rough against my lips."I'm here," I whispered back.He kissed along my jaw, down the side of my neck, unhurried, like he had all the time in the world despite every
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