He can tell just by looking at her, by the tone in her voice, that no one's ever taken care of her like this. But he knows in his heart that he always will, even if it's damn terrifying. Knowing she's terrified, too, makes it easier somehow.

Leaning in, his lips press to her shoulder, then her neck, as his fingers dip in to touch her.

He's never just touched a woman like this before; he was only ever in it for himself, too. But with Juliet, all he wants to do is take care of her.