Tiptoeing closer, I coyly reached out a hand, tugging upon the sleeve of his coat. He callously stared down at me. I attempted to smother a large smile, but it ruptured from between my lips and a short anxious laugh followed. His brows creased. Licking his lips and tapping a foot, he looked away. Eyes returning and tearing through my figure, which stood shadowed by his own, he towered tentatively over my mediocre being. He hastily hauled me to him, hugging me. I burrowed in his arms and treasured the unlikely treat, though the aroma proposed a need to batheā¦
