Harper peered at her nose as he opened the cab door. “It doesn’t even look like anything.” Cassidy climbed inside and took a seat. It was a couple of days later, and they were on their way to the dermatologist’s office. “I hope you’re right. Thanks for taking the morning off to come with me, by the way. I feel like a baby for not wanting to go by myself, but for some reason I just don’t want to.” He climbed in behind her. “That’s what friends are for, right? You’ve certainly been a good one to me lately.” She put a hand on his arm and squeezed. “I’m not sure where this neediness is coming from. Usually I’m more independent than this.” “It’s OK to need people, Cassidy.” “I know,” she said with a sigh. Before calling Harper last night, she’d spent the day expecting to hear from Brandon at some point, even if only to say he was thinking of her.
