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Harper and Dean lie under the bright moonlight. The moon is full and hanging beautifully in the sky. Dean and Harper feel complete. They are happy that they have talked, but there is still one thing they have not spoken about: their trust issues—especially Haper. Dean does not know if Harper trusts him, and he needs to know that she trusts him and will not allow someone like Ivory to come between them. Dean turns on his side and looks down at Harper, still lying on her back, looking at the moon. She looks at Dean with a smile. "Do you trust me, Harper? Do you trust me enough that you will talk to me about anything that is anything you?" Dean asks. "If you mean: Do I trust you enough to tell you if someone like Ivory tries to drive us apart? My answer is yes. If you mean: Do I trust you