[ Harley slips his arms around her and tips her head against his shoulder. She can feel his heartbeat against her back. She fully exhales, and all her tension leaves with her breath. Malcolm's presence is like an anchor for her, grounding her when she's about to spin out of control.

Harley couldn't say when that started. She hadn't noticed his growing importance in her life and then suddenly he was the center of her emotional orbit.

This is a nearly perfect moment. Shame to ruin it. ]

There's something you need to know.

[ Her fingers trace the backs of his hands. She sucks in a breath. ]

Joker isn't going to just let me go, once he finds out I'm moving on. And he will find out.