"Well then. You would have to make the decision if it was good, because for me it was amazing," he admits, beaming then as he strokes his fingers through her hair once more, curling the strands around his fingers, adoring the simple intimacy of the touch. "As for the rest, I've done well for months, proving that I'm more than capable," he teases, unable to really stop smiling at her.

"My home is where you are. So here. Mexico. Anywhere in between. So long as I'm with you, I am home."