Hilda had only eaten a few spoonful of soup when she felt her face burn. Perhaps the soup was too hot. Between sips of soup, she would look up at David and see him smile at her. That smile was truly gentle and pretty.

What a beautiful man!

His lovely eyes gazed at Hilda while he smiled gently again. Hilda's face reddened even more, and the air was unusually tense. She looked at Nuella from the corner of her eyes. Hey there, stupid, why aren't you bailing me out of here?

Nuella didn't understand Hilda's wishes at all. To her, David was practically a wimp. How could he possibly be...