“Yes,” Kat agreed. “We all have made mistake. My mistake? Tucking my thumb in. Ow, that…that hurts!” Kat shook her fingers out, winced and cradled the arm to her chest.
Jason glared in the direction of Nick’s departing car, then back down to Kat’s hand. “If you broke your hand on that idiot’s head, I’m going to track him down and punch him again. Come on, let’s get you some ice on that.” He put an arm around Kat’s shoulders and led her back toward the kitchen.
Scooter pulled Andy into a tight embrace, cupping the back of his neck. “I’m so, so proud of you, sweetheart. That can’t have been easy.”