No, Hank Clegg thought, whether or not they were in love, he couldn't let her continue to drift aimlessly by herself.
This innocent bunny, she couldn't even distinguish a fox from a wolf. Who knows she could one day be unwittingly devoured.
Victoria was done dressing and came out with small, tentative steps.
"Thank you, I'm sorry." She sniffled.
Hank Clegg tried not to look at her, even though he had inadvertently seen her earlier.
Indeed, she was unbearably cute...
So cute that he couldn't keep his cool.
When Victoria retreated back to the bed, wrapping herself in the blanket, Hank Clegg also walked over to her.
"What... else do you need?" Victoria Talkington was miraculously alert, she timidly asked Hank Clegg, her face screaming, 'keep your distance'.
Hank Clegg towered over her as she curled up on the bed.
