Aaron didn’t move at first.
He just stood there.
Looking.
From Liam...
To me.
Something shifted in his eyes.
Not loud.
Not obvious.
But sharp enough to feel.
Then slowly he moved towards us.
His hand slid to my waist.
Firm.
Pulling me slightly toward him.
My breath caught.
The movement was calm.
Controlled.
But it said enough.
Liam noticed.
Of course he did.
His hazel eyes flicked to Aaron’s hand, then back to his face.
For a second, something unreadable passed through his expression.
Just… understanding.
Aaron finally spoke.
“You should go,” he said.
His voice was low. Even.
Not aggressive.
But there was something in it.
Something that didn’t leave room for argument.
Liam tilted his head slightly, a faint smile touching his lips.
“Is that your decision to ma
