Chapter Twenty-nine

"How are you?" he asked when they were all settled in the car and had begun to drive off, after waving her grandma goodbye.

"Great," she muttered, already feeling a little out of breath from being in the same space with him.

His hand reached out and grasped her lap through her leggings, as was now custom when they were both in a car together, but the action still made her breath hitch in her throat.

In a good way, at least.

"How are you?" she asked him and he nodded, with a small smile on his lips. She felt like a school girl again, whose high school crush had just noticed her.

"And how are the boys doing?" he asked, staring over his shoulder at the boys who were unusually still.

"Awesome! I can't wait to play games and eat candy like you promised, Uncle Asher!"

Danny said, getting his bounce back.

"Sure thing," Asher said. "What about you, Damien ? You're so quiet today"

"Nothing," the little boy said stiffly, staring at the floor with his arms crossed.

"He'll come around." Ann