Dylan Young stood steadily, and Nell Harris's body collided into his embrace. At that instant, the first thought that popped into his brain was how slim her waist was. He genuinely felt that he could hold it with one hand, a body so slender that it seemed it could fit perfectly within his chest, snugly without gaps.
His chin just happened to rest on the top of her head. The moment he hugged her, Dylan Young realized she really was tiny, making him want to cradle her in his palm.
For the first time holding someone he liked like this, Dylan Young's heartbeat was like drums, with all the blood in his body giving the illusion it was about to boil.
Restless, Dylan Young understood the meaning of this phrase for the first time.
It wasn't until Dylan Young embraced her that Nell Harris reacted, because she felt a bit of pain. She lowered her head to glance at her waist, the arm wrapped tightly around it seemed as if it could genuinely break her waist.
