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Davis wrapped his arms around Chloe’s waist from behind, taking in the scene. The wet children, now covered in baby powder, the water guns, and buckets. Parents watching from the safety of their shops. It was the very definition of chaos, and yet he hadn’t felt overwhelmed or like he needed to find a place to hide. It was the opposite, actually.
He’d felt alive.
And having Chloe along for the adventure made it all complete. He smiled down at her and realized something was missing.
“Hey, Chloe?” He stepped back.
“Yeah?” She wore a smile that told him she was as happy as he was. Like nothing in their small world would ever change, and this perfection could last forever.
“You have something on your cheeks.” And then Davis wiped a streak of baby powder on each of them.
Chloe laughed
