Thankfully, he doesn't tense more when Cougar slides his arm around his waist, instead shifting to lean against him.
"Adam is six years old," he points out dryly, settling one hand on Cougar's where it rests on his stomach. "He's not a shit for brains, you big meanie."
He feels like such a fucking idiot for acting this way. He knows Cougar loves him. He knows that their family is the most important thing to him, that he'd lay himself down on barbed wire to save them, would take any number of bullets for them, would do anything he had to to keep them safe. He shouldn't need something as stupid as a ring and a piece of paper to know that, but he can't help wanting it.
Elbowing Cougar in the ribs, he pulls up a smile and steps out of his arms. "You need to go wash your hands too, babe. Don't want to set a bad example for our kids."
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"Adam is six years old," he points out dryly, settling one hand on Cougar's where it rests on his stomach. "He's not a shit for brains, you big meanie."
He feels like such a fucking idiot for acting this way. He knows Cougar loves him. He knows that their family is the most important thing to him, that he'd lay himself down on barbed wire to save them, would take any number of bullets for them, would do anything he had to to keep them safe. He shouldn't need something as stupid as a ring and a piece of paper to know that, but he can't help wanting it.
Elbowing Cougar in the ribs, he pulls up a smile and steps out of his arms. "You need to go wash your hands too, babe. Don't want to set a bad example for our kids."