“Ivy, I know I promised I wouldn’t touch you,” he started. “And I still won’t make skin to skin contact unless by accident. But…” He inched closer. “May I give you a hug?” Her breathing hitched as she looked up at him. “That… That would be really nice.” Nodding, he carefully wrapped his arms around her shoulders, pressing her to his torso. Immediately, Ivy shoved her face into his chest, cheek to pectoral.
