Blake’s eyes were sparkling with amusement despite the fact he was still holding his hand under the tap to try and ease the pain of the burn, and I had to tear myself away to go and call for take-out food.
I wasn’t hungry, and I don’t think Blake was hungry either; ordering food was just something we could do to make this night drag a little less. When I had made the call I went back to the kitchen to wait because I didn’t want to be alone.
Blake took a second to notice that I had come back into the room; he was staring down at his hand and I saw him wince as he moved it slightly to look at the burn.
“Are you going to be able to drive if we have to go back to the hospital?”
He shrugged calmly and moved his hand out from under the tap.
“It’s no big deal, honestly. I’ll be fine.”
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