Pope Cody comes home to you, his sweet sweet sweet girlfriend. You grew up in Oceanside, beside Adrian and Deran and you’re tough. You’ve known Pope your whole life.
He loves that you call him Andy. He loves that your hands are soft but you hold your ground and know how to stand up for yourself. He’s seen you do it on more than one occasion.
J even says you’re perfect for him, because nothing gets under your skin. And you’re so goddamn stubborn. But he just does anything you ask, so it doesn’t matter.
He touches you like you’re made of glass and he’s the first person in your life to fully take care of you.
He would do anything for you. When you help out at the bar, Pope sits in a booth, nurses a beer, and watches your every move. He eyes every single man or woman that approaches you. Because he’ll be damned if anything bad happens to you.
You grew up here. You know how to use a gun. You’ve been known to get into a bar fight. But that doesn’t stop him from making you feel completely safe.
His anxieties are slightly eased when you finally move into his place and he can keep an eye on you even while you sleep. He can be there when you shower and when you read your books.
People are a little confused by you, dating an older, quiet, somewhat off putting man. But Adrian says he gets it.
He sees the way you look at each other, with the way you communicate without speaking, he takes care of you in ways a best friend hopes to see. And most importantly, Pope Cody is only soft for you.
