For the next hour or so, Jasper got used to feeling Holden's muzzle against his and actually enjoyed it and felt comfortable, warm, and safe for the first time in a long time. Holden rubbed his paw on Jasper's cheek lovingly. Suddenly, the tender moment was shattered when Jasper's door was slammed open, and his step mother stormed in. "Jasper, what's yer face, dinner is ready--" She began to say but then looked down at the floor to see the two in each others arms. "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?!" She shouted in disbelief.