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Then she remembered why Remy was driving her home and not Loki.

And it started up again.

The glitter guilt in her tummy.

“Maybe we should wait here for him.”

Remy reached out and grabbed her hands through the blanket and she realized that she was wringing them together again.

“I could never play poker, huh?” she tried to joke.

“I wouldn’t recommend it. Everything is going to be fine, baby girl.”

“How do you know?” she asked.

“Because I’ll make it so.”

She made a scoffing noise even though his confidence actually made her feel better.

“And I think we should go home and wait for him. Going in there . . . it could make everything worse.”

He didn’t start the truck, though.

She got the idea that he wasn’t keen on leaving Loki either.

“I’ll go back in,” he finally said with a frown. “I’ll get him.”

Isa got out her phone to see if she had any messages. She sighed in relief as she saw a text from Kiesha.

“Kiesha texted me. She said that Ed has got things under control and Loki is fine.” Isa bit her lip. “He won’t like you going in there. You were right. We should go home.”

But damn . . . it made her feel even worse to leave him.

They drove away in silence. She grew tense as they passed the site of the accident.

“Loki told me you haven’t driven yet,” he said quietly.

Shit. Did he?

“I just . . . I got nervous at the idea of driving.” Shit, she really needed to start telling the full truth. “Actually, it was more than nerves. I had a panic attack.”

“Baby.” It was all he said, but that one word conveyed a lot.

Sadness.

Worry.

Concern.

“I know, silly, huh?”

“Nothing you feel is silly. Told you that. Your feelings are valid.”

There went that grumbly tone again. She wondered if he had any idea of what it did to her?

Remy thoughtabout bringing up the fact that she might need to speak to someone about her fears . . . but he decided to leave it.

His poor baby had already been through a lot tonight.

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