John cradled his son close and kissed his forehead, whispering softly to him. Slowly he began to relax, the tension bleeding from him. He laid back against the nest of pillows and looked at his mate.
"He's here and I want to do nothing but protect him from everything that might hurt him."
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Date: 2019-06-18 05:30 am (UTC)"He's here and I want to do nothing but protect him from everything that might hurt him."