“I love you so much, Harper.” Her hands still. Her entire body tightens. And I don’t like that at all. “Relax, I’m not proposing,” I tell her, but that doesn’t help her. “Okay, talk to me, sugar.” “I don’t know what to say.” Her voice shakes, and I push up onto my elbows so I can see her. “Because I do care about you more than anyone else in my life.” She swallows hard and looks like she might cry. “Whoa, baby. Take a breath.” I inhale, and she follows suit. “That wasn’t supposed to give you a panic attack.” “I’m not good at words,” she says softly. Her hands start to move against me once
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