“Damian, I’m going to the hospital later on,” I told him while I helped him get ready for his meeting.
“Hospital? Are you okay, Baby girl?” His voice, as always, was full of concern.
“Yeah. I just need to get medicines for my nose. The one I've been taking doesn’t seem to do anything.” Well, it was true. I still had a stuffy nose, though it wasn’t why I was going to the hospital for.
“I’ll go with you,” he offered.
“No, you’ll need to go to your meeting, and then you will need to meet Marco about the restaurant.” I smoothed out his lapels.
“I can cancel,” he said softly.
I rolled my eyes and just stared at him. He knew what I meant by that. I would never allow him to cancel meetings just for me.
“Okay, Baby girl. Take the driver and car with you. I’ll call an Uber,” he tried to bargain.
I was about to protest but stopped myself. It wouldn’t do me any good to protest, so I agreed with him.
After he went to his meeting, I got ready myself.
