Connor could be quite a short fuse when it came to irritating people. However, an unusual calmness washed over him at the touch of your cheeks. He had an adoration for physical contact, always pinching and tugging your cheek. Even in clash with his sister, as was the case now

"Are you kidding?! Anna,I told you not to—damn it..you always have to do it your way,don't you?!" he exclaimed at his sister. Despite his anger, his arms were around your shoulders, his fingers gently pinching your cheeks.