I thank him before blowing my nose. “Am I Dory now?” I look over at him, and he looks angry about something else.
“Youforgotyour medication for an allergy that’s clearly serious?”
I don’t answer him.
“And youforgotyou didn’t have it with you when you decided to rub those nasty shits all on your face?”
I don’t answer him once again, and his anger seems to grow.
“Sounds like something a dumb blue fish would do.”
“She’s not dumb. She has–”
“Short-term memory loss, yeah. You clearly do, too.”
I stifle my laugh and turn away from him so he can’t see me smiling at him. We’re quiet for the remainder of the drive, and I thought he was taking me home, but then he stops in front of the emergency room.
“Liam, I’m fine–”
He climbs out of the car and is already opening my side.
“Let’s go.”
I let out a sigh and climb out, but when he walks off, I plant my feet.
“You’re forgetting something.”
He turns to me and looks around for something. I wave to the back seat, and he doesn’t move.
“We can’t leave them in there.”
“Well, we can’t take them in there.”
Is he serious right now?I stay put but so does he. When I cross my arms he sighs so loud, I have to bite my tongue not to laugh.
“Fine. Are you capable of going into the hospital alone, or will your short-term memory get you lost?”
I laugh at him, and he doesn’t look amused as he walks over to me.
“I have to go do something anyway. I’ll see you tonight.” He walks over to his side of the car, but I turn back around before going into the emergency room.
“Can I get a picture with them?”
“You can take a pictureofthem, but you’re not going to hold them again.”
“Canyouhold them?”
He sends me a bored look, and I tilt my head to the side as I smile up at him. “Please?”
“Fine.” He caves, and I steal a quick kiss before he grabs them. He holds all of them in his arms and they look even smaller than they are with how big his arms are. I try to get him to smile, but he tells me not to push my luck, so I don’t.
“What will you name them?”
“I won’t be naming them since I’m not keeping them.”
“What?” My head snaps up to him, and he looks serious.
“Go inside, Sage. Your breakout is getting worse.”
