She let out a faint noise when he pulled her close, and Larkin quickly let her arms fall to wrap around Nico for a tight embrace. They did not usually partake in expressing such deeply-rooted emotions concerning each other so openly, as she supposed they had become inconsiderate to the inanimate dangers associated with their occupations. But people? They barely dealt with people butting in and threatening their livelihoods, and for that, she understood her, and Nico's, current infrequent show of concern and affection.
"I'm sorry." Larkin frowned, and rested her chin on his shoulder as she spoke. "It won't happen again," she said in a low tone, adjusting her head to eventually rest a good part of her face on his shoulder. "Promise, no more life-altering secrets."
Thank all that was good and right for that. Larkin pulled back slightly to look at Nico again contently, but, her budding smile was interrupted by a loud knock and a creaking heavy door.
Oh. Oh no. When he had said he wanted to properly meet Nico before dinner tonight, she hadn't thought that meant---
"Nico, my friend!" Zayn bin Al-Hussein, the crown prince of Jordan and therefore Larkin's formerly estranged husband, called from the door. He walked with his hands open in a friendly manner, and wasted no time in hugging the other man upon reaching the pair.
Larkin slipped back with wide eyes, and tried her best at subduing her alarmed smile. But, what more could she do than watch and pray that Nico would not feel forced to respond too rashly? She kept her hands firmly behind her, thinking any intrusion on her part during this exchange would be unwise.
"I am so glad to finally have you here!" Zayn smiled, and clapped Nico on the back before releasing him. He beamed. "I feel as if I know you already, from all that Larkin has told me. I am Zayn."
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