Chapter 31
“Thank you,” Hilda said softly, a smile on her lips as Aron gently pinned her hair back.
They were outside the house, and Aron had noticed her constantly brushing her hair away from her face. Since she’d lost her hairclip, he removed the tie from the sleeve of his own shirt and used it to hold her hair in place.
“No problem,” Aron replied with a grin.
They were standing face-to-face, and Hilda took a moment to thank him for spending time with her.
“Can I touch you?” Aron asked out of nowhere.
Hilda blinked, her brows furrowing in surprise at the question. “Hmm, go on,” she replied, a bit confused but trusting.
Aron’s expression softened as he leaned closer. A leaf had fallen on her shoulder, and since she was wearing a dress, he was careful not to brush too much skin as h
