A few years of guarding you from any harm, it’s no wonder that he cares for you. And with tenderness comes affection. And then he lets it grow and blooms into love for you.

When you asked him if he’s flirting with you after complimenting your outfit for the charity event that your father hosted, he chuckled to himself and leaned down to your ear.

“I have for a year now.” His lips kiss your skin there as his nimble fingers touches the silky strands of your hair. “Thanks for noticing.”