“Baby? What are you doing here?” I bite my tongue and whip around to stare at Braden as he walks up beside me and confidently slides his hand around my waist, pulling me flush up against his side. He’s so tall that I have to tilt my head to meet his stare as he settles beside me, palming my hip with splayed fingers. There’s amusement in his eyes, like this is all pure comedy to him, and it has my shoulders relaxing.
