Wyatt
They’d spent a long time in the park, Wyatt holding her close and occasionally kissing her; he didn’t want to push her too hard. He had not intended for this to happen when he’d asked her to meet him, but he wasn’t sorry. He would push his face into her neck and breathe in her scent and then he looked at her again.
“You look beautiful with your shorter hair, Sasha.” He smiled faintly at her, pushing his fingers through her now shoulder-length hair. She didn’t look so dwarfed by her overly long hair anymore and he could see her cheeks were slowly filling out from the regular meals; she was beautiful already. He could only imagine when she was at her healthy weight.
Sasha blushed and looked at the ground. “Thank you.” She whispered shyly.
After long moments of him just holding her
