I loved everything about him. I loved how grouchy he was in the mornings. I loved the way he fretted over Nathan. I loved his laughter, his anger, the way he thought I was the cleverest man on Earth for showing him the ways of heated coats. Most of all, I loved the fact he’d chosen to lean on me, to trust me. To let me into his heart. To let me love and protect him the way he did me.
