I know you (Greer) - Gilded Cage

He laughed and took her bag in one hand. "Pretty sure you'd get used to 'em fast. Ya catch on pretty quick ta most things."

"I don't think those will work for me." with a look at the door "How do you do that??" looking at him seriously.

He looked at her, confused. "How do I do what?"

"I was terrifyed and now you've got me laughing and smiling." looking at him.

He grinned. "Come on, baby! Ya know ya can't resist my charm." Then he winked at her.

"So it seems, but your charm seems to be keeping me safe." with a soft chuckle, hug, and goes to follow him out.

He laughed and slipped his arm around her. "Nah. That ain't my charm. That's my fists."

"Which you haven't used yet that I've seen." as he feels her gaze resting on his rear and then a gently bump into him.

He grinned at her. "I ain't had a reason ta use 'em. Of course, we can always spar if ya want."

"Oh I dont' think I'd do well at sparring but maybe if you promise not to hit this frail frame too hard." with a smirk at him.

He snorted in amusement. "I could teach ya how ta spar an' fight if ya want."

"But I've got nothing to teach you in return." looking at him.

He looked at her and frowned. "Did I ask ya ta teach me anythin?"

'No but I hate never having anything to give back to you." looking at him.

He smiled. "What makes ya think ya don't give anythin' back ta me?"

"Because I feel like I'm the one always taking." leaning against him.

He hugged her and pressed the button for the elevator. "I'd let ya know if I felt like you were takin' advantage of me."

"I know it's silly and irrational but alright." leaning into him while waitng for the elevator.

He smiled and kissed the top of her head. "You really are gonna have ta get used ta me spoilin' ya."

"You're moving my piano to your place." with a soft chuckle "That's spoiling me rotten."

He laughed. "I do try."

Hugging him, one armed as she tried to keep her music nad guitar from falling. As the elevator opened, she walked in with him and looked around paranoid for a moment that the man would be there still.

He seemed less worried about someone being there. He was more worried about keeping the guitar safe. Which he did by catching it with his free hand and holding it for her.

"Sorry, thought I had that." making sure it was on her shoulder, leaning back against him as the doors closed and they rode down.

He chuckled. "It's all right. I got it." He kissed the top of her head again. "Ya might have noticed I ain't exactly a weakling."