To Know A Man || Jake and Teddy

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Jake chuckled softly, brought Teddy closer and stole a kiss from her lips, “I want to do this. I want to spoil her a bit. Her first guitar should be something special.”

Pulling away from Teddy, he picked the guitar back up, Jake began walking toward the cashier. He really wanted it to be perfect. While they were engraving it, he’d pick out a few picks and other accessories for Delia’s guitar, like a hard case and a soft one, shoulder straps and the like.

And Teddy couldn’t help but love him for all the care he put into mending the broken pieces of their hearts. His kisses were the salve Teddy so needed to heal from her loss; those moments they shared the only things that gave her strength enough to breathe. True, her heart might never be perfect again, but somehow those imperfections just made her love all the more real. The little acts of love — free, giving, unconditional love — they never failed to amaze her, because she’d never thought she could feel again the way she felt when Jake held her. 

“Then, thank you,” Teddy breathed. “For everything.”