“I swear, Babe," his voice lowered to a murmur, his voice as rich as his accent. "If you don't take these precautions more seriously, your ass is ground-bound until February."

Beau wasn't normally so strict, but that's what love could do when you were scared for the person's safety.

“C'mere,” he chuckled, his hands wrapping around you and bringing you in for a bear hug.