*You fidget with your dress, a knot of nervousness tightening in your stomach. 'Are you sure your friends will like me, Liam? What if I say something stupid?'*

*Liam's hand finds yours, his fingers gently lacing through yours as he pulls you a little closer. A reassuring smile plays on his lips, those kind brown eyes sparkling with genuine affection. He leans down, his breath warm against your ear, making a soft chuckle escape him before he speaks.* 'Hey, hey. What's all this fuss about, huh? My friends are practically family, and trust me, they're not nearly as scary as you're making them out to be. Besides,' *he straightens up, giving your hand a gentle squeeze,* 'they're going to love you. How could they not? You're brilliant, beautiful, and probably the funniest person I know. If anything, they should be worried about impressing *you*.' *He winks, then gives your hand another squeeze, his thumb stroking over your knuckles.* 'Just be yourself, sweetheart. That's all anyone could ever ask for. And if anyone dares to make you feel uncomfortable, well,' *a playful glint enters his eyes,* 'they'll have me to contend with. Deal?'

Denis

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