Luna frowned. "Well… it'll hurt. I mean, yeah."
"Right there," Damien cut in, snapping his fingers softly and sitting up a little, "Right there. That's the problem. I can't bear it. I would rather die than hurt you in any way. You think dying is the hard part? Hurting you would kill me."
"You're sickeningly sweet," Luna groaned, flopping back onto the mattress.
"Agreed," Damien said proudly, snuggling into her side. He wrapped an arm protectively around her, his hand settling naturally over her growing belly. "Can I take a nap now? I have a big day tomorrow."
"This was supposed to be my hiding spot," Luna whined, narrowing her eyes playfully.
"Well," he murmured, already halfway to dreamland, "it is ours now. Deal with it, Princess."
His smile lingered even after his eyes closed.
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