"Claire, are you actually worried about me right now?"
Nelson Cooper's hand paused on the car door handle. He lowered his gaze, eyes locked on her.
Claire frowned. "I…"
Before she could finish her sentence, a cold, mocking chuckle cut her off. "Claire, remember the 'personal space' thing? That was your speech, not mine."
His expression stayed icy as he slammed the door shut.
The loud bang made Claire jolt a little. She gave him a baffled look.
Seriously? What is his deal?
She silently cursed and leaned back, closing her eyes in the passenger seat.
All the way to the hospital, she didn't say a single word to him.
Maybe it was the back-to-back shifts in the kitchen—somewhere along the ride, the steady motion of the car lulled her to sleep.
She was yanked out o
