Vincent POV
It was hard to stay back and watch Roxy struggling to make it across the driveway to my truck. She had to experience this herself before she asked for help, and no matter how much I was itching to get over there and help her, I had to hold back and wait.
Getting her in the truck was easy. I have had to move bulls that weigh much more than hers. I noticed how wet she was from sweat and was a little worried she had overextended herself. That may have seemed a short distance to me, but fighting the chair and already weak from the accident, I am concerned she might hurt herself. Until she asks, I have to wait.
Mrs. D made it clear to me not to invade her space and to wait for her to approach us. She is dealing with a lot of emotions, and we have no idea what will make her c***k.
