Caleb let his eyes scan your face, counting your freckles and your tiny scars and memorising all the different colours in your eyes.

You had just met his friends today, which included one of his exes, and he was beyond grateful that it had gone well. He liked you, even if you were genuinely clueless in relationships when it came to anything but sex, but that seemed more like your ex’s faults than yours.

“They liked you,” He said gently, enjoying the moment. It helped that you were both shirtless. It wasn’t even sexual, just…nice. Domestic.