He watched her as she bit her bottom lip. Wondering if he was messing up again. It had been two long years since he interacted with a woman his own age range. Starla was his little woman. His touch to stay with the female world He looks at her and bites his lower lip slowly. Waiting until she looked at him and relaxed. He nodded his head. "I do. I think you are special. You are very special. You are special in many ways. I told you a couple of them. You are special to not think a single man of nineteen can't take care of his own child." He sighs a bit. Shaking his head. "I have heard the women in town...they tell each other I don't need to be raising Starla...that men can't do as good a job as women." He whispers. Looking at her. "You are special in so many ways I can't list them all." He looks at her. He wasn't joking and really hoped she didn't think he was. "The most important thing is...I really think you are very special." He looked down. Looking up when he felt her hand on his shoulder. Looking at her searchingly. Trying to figure out why she was doing so. Her next words hit him like a tank. His mind spiraled trying to figure out if it was real...was it? Was she really saying there was hope for him? She didn't know though...that it was his fault his wife was dead. Or at least he thought it was his fault she was dead. He listens to her. "I mean everything I said." he turns to face her. Turning her so she was looking at her. "I didn't say anything I didn't mean." He looks at her. "You think I can be fixed? I know you can...I am inside mourning. I feel it is my fault...that she is dead." He says softly. Pulling her into a hug. "Let's help fix each other. That way I can become a better man. Become a better daddy." He says softly. Just hugging her to him like she was a life line. He lets her go after a long moment. "You look really cute when you are blushing." He says softly. "You are already sexy and beautiful in spirit and nature...you just look so cute blushing." He says. He was really thinking these things so when he realized he said them outloud...he turned red in embarressment. What if she thought badly because he was talking like that? "Thank you...for giving me hope that I can be fixed." He says softly.