He paused in front of me, his hands shaking ever so slightly as he finished the last button. “Do I look okay?” he asked softly, his eyes pained. Reaching up, I cupped his freshly shaved face in my hand and drew him down to my height to kiss. “You look perfect,” I whispered against his lips, after a lingering kiss that warmed me from the inside and seemed to calm Royce’s nerves significantly. “Your dad is a fucking idiot for not loving you the way you deserve.”
awww royce stop
