Hailee couldn't help but glance at his hand, then looked again.
She had never exposed her fetish for hands, a long-standing obsession of hers.
The reason she approached Depp, besides his identity as Will's uncle, was that his hands perfectly matched her aesthetic preferences.
Hailee swallowed and restrained herself, shifting her gaze away from his hand to his face. "When did you come back? Why didn't you come in?"
Depp, seemingly unaffected, followed her gaze and glanced at his own hand.
In the next moment, he casually inserted one hand into his pocket, standing tall and straight. "I thought I'd listen a bit more, maybe catch a conversation you and Tom talk about where our future child will go to school."
"..."
Hailee took a deep breath, only to be stuck halfway, blocking her chest.
