As much as Don was enjoying the view, he quickly snapped his gaze back to her face, not wanting to be caught staring. "Sorry, I must have dozed off while lying down," he explained, his voice now more alert.
Samantha gave him a gentle smile, nodding in understanding. "You still don't seem fully recovered. Maybe you should stay home if you're not feeling well," she suggested, her tone showing concern.
Don shook his head. "I'm fine. A little exercise might help me feel better," he replied with a reassuring smile, though he could see the worry still lingering in her eyes.
"Maybe you're right," Samantha conceded, though she didn't sound entirely convinced. She reached into her purse and pulled out a silver credit card, holding it out to him. "Here, use this to buy some clothes and anything else you need. Just make sure you get what's necessary."
