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A haircut was the last thing on Aidan’s mind.

He stood abruptly. “No,” he said in a clipped tone. “Thanks.” He took a step to make his getaway, but Ashley jumped in front of him.

He blinked, shocked. He was even more shocked when she placed her palm on his chest. His top two buttons were undone, and her palm landed partially on his bare skin.

Her eyes widened as if she was shocked at herself, too. At her own audacity.

He stared directly into her eyes. She was shorter than him by a few inches. Her skin was almost translucent and looked as smooth as porcelain, like a doll’s. She had long auburn hair pulled back from her forehead. Every emotion played clearly across her dainty features, and at the moment she appeared terrified of him. Her hazel eyes were round, the pupils slightly dilated.

Something about that made him pause. She seemed so vulnerable. He’d thought he was a mess these past months, but she didn’t seem as if all was well with her, either.