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The chatter around them increases and Steele’s slate gray eyes look at the surroundings, always cautious, always protective. His phone starts to ring at the same time as Wren’s starts to chime. Steele pulls his phone out of his pocket, scowling at the unknown number on the screen. Steele moves forward, pressing a kiss to Wren’s forehead, his lips lingering a little longer than a friendly kiss, savoring the taste of her flesh, his fingers gripping a little tighter than they should but it is as far as he can pull himself back. It is a simple gesture full of meaning, enough to satisfy his need for her. His heart feels like it is about to jump out of his chest, but he steps back quickly, increasing the distance to double what it was before. "Baby girl, we have the rest of the school year now