His form would relax when she did not yell at him or curse, like she could do well as any woman he ever knew. She held the temper of tnt, but it was not her fault. He caused more of the disputes then he would like to admit. But secretly, he did fear losing her, like they had mom. Dad he was himself, had changed little but in trying harder. But Nat, she was the one whom was effected the most, everything came to her shoulders. His antics, dads drinking, her own schooling, cheerleading, and trying to have a love life. Perhaps it was one thing he was jealous about, she held guys whom liked her, and he tried so hard to get the women he courted shortly. But, he relaxed with her snuggled cose, his arm around her, softly.<br/><br/>" Ok, I will sleep, thank you for staying." His heart skipped a beat as he felt her against it. He never felt so loved.