Almost instantly, Jean-Leon's hands were hovering around Rhett's body, making sure he didn't fall on his ass or if he did, he fell back into the chair. "Hey careful," he warned, brow furrowing like an overprotective parent. "Take it slow."
It was a simple thing to shake Rhett's hand back, the contrast in the size difference massive. "JD, my bad again." His smile crinkled up into his eyes. "I keep forgetting to introduce myself to folks." This house was really throwing off his whole vibe. Tripping him up. Where the fuck were his manners?
The stack of books he'd pulled out earlier were forgotten completely as he stepped around the end tables to get the door to the study. There wasn't a destination he had in mind as he popped out into the hallway. "Where do you usually walk at? Where's home?" he asked conversationally, oblivious to the inner turmoil that was distressing his new friend.