Page 73 of A Moment In Time

“I’ll see you around.”

“Not too soon, I hope. Unless it’s out socially.”

She left and Gage adjusted the bed. “Come on, Syd. Where the hell are you?”

When Sydney came through the door a few minutes after four, Gage sat on the edge of the bed. “Thank God.”

“I’m not late. I closed exactly at four and came straight here.”

“I know. Sorry.” He took a breath. “Let’s just get out of here.”

“Are you good to go? Corbyn released you?”

“Yes.” He stood with a groan and put a hand on his side. “But we’ll take it slow.”

“Good idea.” She took his arm. “Do you have anything to bring?”

“No. Just myself. I got here with nothing. Including no clothes.”

“Right. Let’s go then.”

She helped him out of the room and they stopped at the desk to let Journee know they were leaving.

She smiled. “I’ll let Corbyn know you left. He gave you instructions, right? Take it easy. No lifting anything. If you feel worse, come back. Lots of fluids and rest.”

“Got it.” He glanced at Sydney. “I’m not going to get away with doing anything I’m not supposed to do.”

“Good.”

They headed for the front door, and Sydney held it while Gage went outside. It wasn’t snowing. But the sky was overcast, and it was cold.

He stopped outside the door. “I guess spring is never going to come this year.”

“It’ll come. It always does.” She opened her car door. “In you go.”

When she got into the car, he looked at her. “I hate being a passenger.”

“I figured. I promise I won’t crash on the way to your house.”

“Thank you.”

She glanced at him. “I’m not sure how to get there, though.”

“Highway Three. Take a right a mile past the ranch.”

“Your road is plowed now, right?”

“Yes. Cooper took care of it.”

“When he told me you walked home Wednesday night, I was surprised.”

“It was the only way to get there.”

Sydney laughed. “I truly believe you are the most stubborn man in the world.”

“Because I didn’t want to sleep on my brother’s couch?”

“That and a million other things.”

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