Shifting a little bit closer, Trace moved her legs into a more comfortable position with her knees slightly bent and her feet touching the couch on the other side of him. He brought his other hand down on her other leg, but this time on the outer side of her thigh closer to her hip. "Much experience with natural weres? And nah, my protective streak comes from having two older brothers. We fight like devils, but we're protective as hell over each other from outsiders. We're also really close to the women in our life, whether it be my brother's half-sisters or friends we grew up with. I don't think that protectiveness will ever change."
A smile tugged at his lips as she mentioned stepping on him a few times. He was slowly leaning closer to her so that their faces were much closer than they had originally been. "It's all a part of the learning curve. As long as you don't bruise my toes too bad, we'll be golden."