"I generally tend to always make my point," he said, grinning and holding Stephen close. He knew Stephen relaxed when he stroked his hair and he kept on doing it, massaging his scalp softly. "You're like a big, lazy cat when I do this, did you know that?"
He laughed a little, remembering it all. "Was that about the time when you realised that I wasn't going anywhere?" he asked. "Because all of a sudden you started going on about being scared and what were we doing and although looking back, it was amusing, I was convinced you were going to leave my arse in Barcelona at the time," he admitted, smiling when Stephen kissed his jaw. "Course we did good. We're us. It would be stupid of you to think anything else."