Abi tilted her chin up and looked at him as he talked so openly about his own father, how much he so rarely even mentioned his upbringing, especially with his father. She sought the sweetness in even these tiny mentions of him.
"They are the most wonderful of adventures," she muttered and kissed the base of his chin, "They built you, the most wonderful version of you. And now you're giving Charlie all of that." She cupped his cheek and kissed his lips softly.