Maybe she just likes hugs… Karl reasoned, shifting his weight awkwardly. Yeah, that must be it.
His lips pressed into a thin line. If hugging her makes her happy, then I'll do it again.
He wasn't jealous. Definitely not.
His gaze flicked toward Ruby's calm expression, thankful she hadn't said a word to the others about the whole bald-headed witch incident. That would've been a disaster.
She could've told them… but she didn't.
Karl's shoulders relaxed slightly at the thought. He didn't need Julian, Milo or Adrian worried over him.
"Brother Karl, you should have told us if you were going to find wife! Why did you lie to us?" Julian's sharp voice broke the momentary peace, his eyes narrowing at Karl with a mix of anger and concern.
