“Hi,” Mia said to Dalian, a little shy, avoiding his eyes.
She looked up at him before she looked down, her short hair curtaining her face. He wanted to lean down and tuck the hair away. He loved her eyes. How so blue they were, and so bright, so filled with life.
She chewed her bottom lip, glancing up at him again. And he realized he had been staring like a damn i***t without saying anything.
“Hello, Mia,” he said softly. “You look beautiful.”
And how true those words were. She wore a short gown with a flower print, with sandals that made her seem a little taller than she was.
She blushed, her cheeks going red. “Thank you.”
He cleared his throat, gesturing towards the packhouse. “Let's go join the others.”
She nodded and he walked beside her, his hands in his pockets. He kept
