"I'll be back to get him after I drop Clara at her place," I say as my son yanks his hand out of mine and tries to run into the hospital. "Hey!"
Dire chuckles. "I got him, man. See ya in a few." After leaning to the side to wave at Clara, sitting in the truck behind me, he turns and jogs after Tasmin.
Climbing back in the truck, I put my foot on the brake and shift into drive, getting us back on the road. Clara is quiet, leaning on her hand with her elbow on the bottom of the window. Her hair is blowing around her where it's not in the braid she's wearing. I glance at her a few times as I drive. She really is beautiful.
"So, might help if I know where I'm going," I say in an even tone.
Clara jolts a little and then lightly smacks her palm to her forehead. "Duh. I'm such a dun
