William grabbed Sophia's face—not gently—but instead of doing anything wild, he just quickly smoothed down two messy strands of hair stuck to her cheek. Then, he let her go just as fast.

Sophia stood there, stiff as a board, totally confused.

"Mr... Mr. Brown?"

"I had OCD, alright?" he said flatly.

"…Right," she muttered.

Sure, whatever you say.

She blinked, opened her mouth, then realized she had absolutely ...