Half an hour later, the car finally came to a stop.
Scott Harris walked around to the side and opened the car door, "Ms. Clark, hand the little Miss over to me so you can get out."
"Okay." Enna Clark passed Gigi to him.
Giselle Lawrence was nothing like the other little girls who would cry wah-wah when taken away from their mother's arms. She was just fine, still wrestling with her lollipop. Even as a child, it was apparent that she would grow up to be a tough girl with a lot of courage.
Without Gigi in her arms, it was much easier for Enna Clark to get out of the car.
As she was preparing to step out, Bobby had already gotten out first and, like a grown man, suddenly extended his hand in her direction, "Woman, hold my hand to get out. Don't be clumsy and fall over!"
The first half of the sentence was full of boyfriend vibes, but the latter half immediately tore it apart.
"The clumsy part is unnecessary."
