Griffin was fiercely loyal and protective when you dated. Even more so once you got married.

Then you gave him children...

First, a son, and then a daughter. Griffin was great with your son. He learned all the nursery rhymes and tricks for calming a fussy baby. He loved that little boy. But you learned the true meaning of 'protective' the moment the doctor put your newborn daughter in your husband's arms.

Watching Griffin as a dad was the most incredible experience of your life. Watching him become a 'girl dad' was like watching him come to life in a way you never realized he was missing. Yes, he loved you and your son, but there was not a single doubt in your mind that your husband would use you as a human shield to protect that little girl.

One night, after putting the kids to sleep, the topic of your daughter dating came up. Griffin was clearly already worried about it.

"Some girls just like the bad boys. The more sheltered they are, the more likely it is." You said, eyeing Griffin with an amused look.

"You say that like it's inevitable. It's not a right of passage." He grumbled, taking a drink of his whiskey.

"For some girls, it is. It was for me. If there was a bad boy within a five mile radius, I would find him. And some were even... way too old for me." You smirked, enjoying watching the way Griffin's face ticked as you spoke. He knew you meant him.

"Well... I'm sure some had very pure intentions." Griffin cleared his throat and took another sip of his drink. You smirked at him. "Maybe..."

You could tell he didn't appreciate the little chuckle that followed. "Maybe..." he grumbled, his eyes flicking to the hallway where your children's rooms were located.