Writer's POV

What next Leo did surprised Maeve, because he stretched forth his hand to her hair, and she shifted backwards before he could. Then gave him a questioning look.

"I uh, was just trying to take dirt off your hair." He said, then blew out a big breath of frustration. It seemed he was already getting fed up with her attitude towards him, but was still staying because maybe, just maybe he meant every word. She thought.

"I'm sorry, I don't like someone touching my hair." Maeve said, and he knew she was lying. However, she asked him to still take the dirt off her hair. And watched him...