Jace stopped his car in front of my house and killed the engine. He had already dropped Savannah home, who in turn had tried so hard to lure us to go to a café but Jace had been unmovable by suggesting that my ankle didn't need to be burdened with extra pressure. I would admit that made me feel warm realizing just how caring he sounded.
"Thanks for the ride." I said softly.
He got out of his seat before opening the door to my side and offering me his hand. I stared at his hand for a few seconds, wondering what I was supposed to do next. Oh, right, my ankle was hurt.
"Don't forget to do what the nurse told you at school." He said to me as we walked.
I nodded and told him I could get inside without any assistance, mainly because I didn't want Aimee to see him holding my hand. She would for sure go nuts and embarrass me.
Jace left after promising to deliver my car safe and sound to me in a few hours after he picked up some books for his mom.