Rodriguez looked into Christyâ€™s eyes. She had beautiful eyes. He had always thought this much. Had always thought her eyes were beautiful. Especially when those big round eyes were looking up at him when she was a baby. It stole his heart and took his nonexistant breath away. He remembered the day she remembered about. She had been fussing up a storm and crying. Her innocent mind having felt the danger and evil around them. He shook his head to clear his mind. â€œHaving a fond memory Christy? You had such a far away look in your eyes just before you closed them. I hope it was a good memory.â€ He said softly. He heard her mumblings. â€œYes. Yes they are.â€ He said with a warm smile. â€œWhen you looked into my eyes when you were just a baby it was like just seeing mine soothed your spirit and soul. You cried and fussed less. You never that entire time I held you in my arms took your eyes from mine. Babies sense more things about people than people give them credit for. They know who is safe and who is not. It is a skill that usually is lost and must be relearned over the years. Babies have a great sense of judgment about other people.â€<br/><br/>He watched her sit up and turn to look at him. Then looked off for a moment. He felt her studying him. When she leaned in a little closer he wanted to wrap his arms around her and pull her in tight against him. When her hand raised and laid on his cheek he pressed into it. Her warmth against his cold skin felt really nice. Really, really nice. He move a hand up to touch hers and his thumb stroke the side of her hand. This was one of those perfect moments. He pretended not to notice as her eyes glanced to his lips then back to his eyes. He found it amusing that she had done that though. It was kinda cute. She was obviously curious but hesitant. It was adorable to be honest. He would take it at her pace. He would do things at the level that made her comfortable. â€œI am glad you have come to that decision. I will enjoy holding your warmth against my cool.â€ He said softly. They were so close. He was so tempted to close that centimeter of space between them. Yet he didnâ€™t. He internally sighed because he wanted to kiss her. She wasnâ€™t ready because she turned her head away and dropped her hand from his cheek. He had promptly let go of her hand. Internally swearing the fact he had to go at her pace. Sure he wanted to so she would be comfortable with him but it still royally sucked.<br/><br/>He sat up as she picked up her plate. He nodded his head. â€œYes. Sure. Alright.â€ He said softly. He then stood up and moved on the roof so that he was out of her way. Watching her go back into the room. He sighed again. Mentally swearing as it had been so close to being a kiss but he hadnâ€™t taken the step. Reason was he wanted her to trust him. He wanted her to not hate him. After all they were still trying to get past the part where he kidnapped her by force. He followed her back into the room through the window and slid it shut. Locking it just as a precautionary measure. He walked over to the bed and sat on the edge of it. Lost in thought for a moment. He did not want to lose her. Even though he had marked her as his mate he was still somewhat afraid for her safety. Sure it gave her some protection but his brother was ruthless. He had a feeling some day he would end up having to kill his own flesh and blood. For his mate...he would not hesitate, much, to do so. Despite his family being quite evil he was family oriented. He wanted a family of his own some day.<br/><br/>He looked at her as he felt her flop down onto her back beneath the covers. He watched her crawl to the top of her bed. â€œYes. Yes I do. Just for a little bit. Be that as it may it is still likely that there could be danger. I just want to make sure you are safe.â€ He said softly. â€œSure there is less chance of them coming here but it is still a possibility. The danger towards you is great and I do not want you to be hurt. Not in any shape or form.â€ he looked away. He loved his mate deeply. His heart had been hers since he held her when she was not but a baby. He moved to laying on the bed. Laying above the covers and on his side. Looking at her lightly. He looked at the room around them. â€œI also just want to be near you. I was only able to be close to you... To actually hold you... Just a few times over the years Christy. I watched just from outside being noticed all these years. I wanted you to have the best childhood ever. I just wanted you to have a good life. The only way you could have that is if I let you have as normal a life as you could. Which meant I had to wait until it was the right time to make you my mate. You could not understand how hard it was on me. I wanted to have my mate near but for your safety and things like that I had to sacrifice that so you could be safe and happy. I led my family and the others on wild goose chases so that they would find you. Took you to some place they would never think to look.â€<br/><br/>He sighed a bit. â€œYou mean so much to me Christy. You always have. I would do anything to protect you and keep you safe. Keep you happy.â€ He put an arm over her as she laid under the blanket. Pulling her close and buried his face in her hair. Taking in her beautiful scent. He closed his eyes. Sleep starting to take him over. â€œYou are right about how far we are but still...I am cautious. I am wary. I am protective. It is my nature because you are my mate.â€ He held her but didnâ€™t do anything else.