"I prefer having some stubble; but that is mostly because I can rarely find the time to shave on the reservation," he replied. He then grinned fully. She was flattering him. He had never thought hw was too terribly attractive. Most girls didn't leap at the oppurtunity to be with a short, bulky guy who didn't mind being dirty at any given moment.
"Well of course it is ok; darling Katie. My Katie," he replied. Perhaps it was cheesy, but it was intended as honesty and more as reassurance than anything else. He moved his hand up, letting it slip gently into her hair. He wasn't able to notice it, but his beard was beginning to shift from the dark brown to a light red, the shade of his ginger hair.