Silvertip Mountain To learn yourself

His smile could not have been brighter than when she confessed she liked him as more than a friend, too. He was tempted to make it a little more official, and ask if he could court her, but he didn't want to push the good luck he was having. He wanted her to feel comfortable, not rushed. 

He shifted his body slightly to get more comfortable as she snuggled up to him, exposing the delicate part of the back of her neck. It was a silent act of trust, one that Steady would not take for granted. He lowered his head to the back of her neck, resting it lightly there. If she would trust him, he would protect her.