“Of course, baby, you have fun tonight,” Adam kisses you sweetly and runs his fingers down your hair.

He never restricted you from going out. He loved you, and he trusted you.

It was all those disgusting creeps out there in the wild that he didn’t trust. He pulls up the cameras for the bar you were at, cracking open a beer and leaning back in his chair. It helped to have military connections and guys who were rather tech savvy, he thought he was pretty tech savvy himself.

Oh his pretty thing, he could watch you all day.

And he does.