Keeley dipped a wash cloth in warm water and began gently swiping at her friend's face. It took a few minutes to get all of the oatmeal residue off. She was about to get a second cloth to clean her own face when Aaron began doing it for her.
"I could have done it myself," she pointed out.
He didn't even answer properly, all he did was shrug. Keeley had his number. He wanted an excuse to touch her face. Considering what a cold person he normally was, he was surprisingly touchy-feely with her.
At any given moment, he could be found holding her hand, playing with her hair, or having an arm around her. Aaron wasn't happy unless he was touching her somehow at all times.
He had always been more physical than vocal about his affection back in the day but he was never this bad. If she had to guess, she would say it was because of all the time they spent apart after he lost her so traumatically. It was almost like he was afraid she was going to disappear on him.
