OMG
Logan
So I need to give her something safer
Logan
She didn’t ask me for a car, Em
Logan
Fuck it, I’ll get myself out of this meeting
Emery
Settle your tits, I’m making some calls
Logan
I love you, thank you
By the time I can get away without causing too much of a scene, Emery has a dealership waiting for my phone call.
Two hours later, when I should be taking a nap, but I’m talking to Frankie on a video call because I need to see for myself that she’s all right, Sloane appears in her bedroom doorway. “You have a delivery. And it’s big enough that it can’t come inside.”
Frankie winces as she gets off the bed.
We both notice it.
“I’mfine,” she says with a sigh.
But she’s moving stiffly as we head outside. Which is hard to fucking think about, even as she gasps in appreciation for the nimble SUV I’ve bought her, with top of the line safety features.
She signs for it, then slides behind the wheel, propping me up on the dashboard. Pain pinches at her face.
“You’re stiff.”
She waves it off, then rubs her hands over the steering wheel.
“You really didn’t have to do this.” But her face is soft, pleased, and her lovely mouth is pulling into a smile she doesn’t try to hold back. “I love it, you silly man. I love it so much.”
“Good. If you change your mind, you can give it back to me when I arrive in the summer, because I don’t know that my truck will make that much sense out there.”
“Happy to share it.” She does a little happy dance, but winces again as her shoulders hunch up.
“Where is Sloane?”
Frankie sighs and gets out of the car. “I’ll make an appointment at Student Health to get checked out, okay? I’m going to the hospital tonight for a night shift anyway, so I’ll be on campus.”
“Thank you for humoring me. What is the night shift?”
Her eyes light up. “I’m shadowing an interventional radiologist fellow who is on the trauma team. It’s very aligned with emergency medicine.”
“Wow. That’s very cool. I can’t wait to hear all about it.”
“I’ll tell you all about it tomorrow. Have a good game.” She blows me a kiss and I reluctantly end the call.
If I didn’t need to rest before the game, I’d insist on staying on the call with her. But it’s not safe for her to be distracted by her long-distance husband while she’s driving, either.
