Jason Cooper thinks she's beautiful when she sits next to him, laughing at a joke that wasn't funny or telling a story about something so uselessly boring he can't help but be enthralled because she's talking, to him, and she's just so damn beautiful.
Jason Cooper found her, his mate, and he never knew just how extraordinary it could be. Just how fulfilling.
Every fairy tale must have a flaw, however, and Jason's was his current situation. Confined to a hospital bed with his wolf quiet in the back of his mind. He's lost the connection with his pack and his ability to heal. Confined to a bed like no werewolf before because of a foolish run in with a witch, his only solitude is waiting for her, his nurse, to come in me see him.
She makes it all seem okay, just with a little touch to his arm for blood pressure, or a hand on his to calm him when he's clearly stressed. A simple touch from Charlotte and he's okay again.