Sookie is so close to him, and when her nose presses to his jaw, he hesitates for only a moment before tipping his head back just a little. Her breath is warm and steady against his neck, against the most vulnerable part of him, but Derek finds that he trusts her. She can press her face to his neck and he won't pull away. It even feels good, in a way, to let another person get that close.

"I don't really know what you're saying either," Derek says with a breathy laugh, swallowing hard and sliding his hand up her back. "Something about not shutting myself off to happiness, right?"

He swallows hard and turns to press his nose to her temple, subtly inhaling her scent. It's so easy to get lost in that scent, the summertime sunshine and freshly bloomed flowers. She feels so warm and he closes his eyes, sighing deeply.

"I don't know how to find it," Derek admits, lips brushing the apple of her cheek as he speaks. "I don't know how to make happiness."