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“Yep. It is.”
“But that’s my finger hand.”
“What? Both of your hands have fingers. I’d have noticed if they didn’t. I’m very observant like that.”
“I guess you have to be observant to get that awesome stethoscope. But this bandage is going to make it very hard for me to drive.”
“Is Sav’s SUV a stick shift?”
“No. But I have to keep one hand on the steering wheel at all times, according to Aidan.”
“Wow. What a party-pooper,” he said dryly.
“I know, right? I can drive perfectly well with no hands on the wheel.”
“Yeah, that’s not happening, Ladybug,” he told her sternly. “At least one hand on the steering wheel at all times.”
“But which hand am I going to use to give the finger to rude people?”
He stared at her for a long moment. “You need to do that often, do you?”
“As often as people like to beep at me, yes. This is cramping my style.”
“Well, I’m sorry about cramping your style. But the bandage stays on until I say otherwise. However, I’ll drive you to the clinic tomorrow morning. So you don’t need to worry about giving anyone the finger.”
“Oh, you don’t need to do that. I can make my own way there.”
“Seems pointless since I’m going to be here anyway.”
“Why would you be here?” she asked.
“I’m going to stay the night, of course.”
Of course. What was she thinking?
“You are?” she asked. “Why?”
“Because you can’t stay on your own with a sore wrist. I don’t want you doing anything with it until we make sure it’s not broken. So I’m going to stay and look after you.”
Please do.
Stay with me. Don’t leave.
She put her uninjured hand over her mouth to make sure she wasn’t saying any of that out loud.
That would be too embarrassing.
His eyes twinkled. “Are you worried you’re talking out loud without realizing it?”
Well, duh. Of course she was.
He gently drew her hand away from her mouth. “You can tell me everything you’re thinking. I promise, you’re not going to scare me off or embarrass me.”
“Yeah, but I’ll sure as heck embarrass myself.”
“I thought you'd be used to that by now,” he teased.
“Ha! You’d think so, but in the past eight years, I’ve only really spoken to my brother, store clerks, and an occasional hello to my neighbors.”
