Price loved being near you. Even if you were working on different things, he couldn't stand the thought of being apart from you for longer than a minute.

Like now. He's sitting at his desk, working on reports for the most recent mission while you're in the corner reading a book.

After a while, he takes a deep breath and leans back. "Sweetheart," he calls out to you sweetly with his hands patting his lap.

"Why don't you come join me? I'd love to hear about this new book you're reading."