It wasn't Lucien's fault either. Accepting the drink and the guy taking things too far were separate issues. Accepting a drink was not giving someone permission to do what they wished to you, against your will at that. It still made Nate's blood boil.
No-one would ever touch them, Nate would protect Lucien with his last breath. He wanted Lucien to feel safe again. "I'm not letting you out of my sight either" Nate said, arms tightening, it had been bad enough when he'd gone to see Emerson and Nate had known he was perfectly safe.
He looked down and brushed Lucien's hair away from his face, "I know sweetheart but not talking about it, not facing it, isn't helping is it?" he said softly, "It's still playing in your head" he lay his palm against the side of Lucien's head.