“There,” I sigh. “It’s hardly noticeable. But you’re going to have to walk very close to me. Maybe put your arm in mine, convince everyone we’re a couple.” Her brows fly up her forehead. “Think you can handle that?” “Do I have a choice?” she huffs. “Good point.” I nod. “All right, let’s go.” She lurches forward when I take a shallow step. “Easy, Azer,” she hisses close to my ear. The arm she folds around mine grows tighter in silent warning. “I’m wearing a hideous skirt and an ankle chain. Don’t push it.” I pat her arm with my other hand, taking slow steps onto the street. “I wouldn’t dream of
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