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Word Count: 159
Universe: Modern
Xaden watched the baby Sorrengail, but it was very clear from her stiff shoulders that she did not want to be watched. Her eyes were trained on the window, but he knew there was no way she was actually looking at anything twenty stories off the ground.
He resisted the urge to tap his boot on the ground, but the atmosphere was just so goddamn uncomfortable. Xaden was trained to never show it, though, so he kept his eyes forward.
“Can you please stop staring at me?” she asked with a strong voice but he could hear the waver in her tone. “It’s not like we don't have the rest of our lives for you to stare at me.”
“What if I just want to start now?”
That got her to turn to look at him. “Why? You hate me, and the feeling is reciprocated.”
“Well we're getting married, I might as well get used to seeing you around.”