Chapter Twenty Eight
For a moment, Malcom just held me, not saying a single word. His palms gently massaged my hair and that calmed me down enough to stop tears from strewing down my face. It’s like he didn’t actually care what people in the café were probably saying.
“You want to get out of here munchkin?” Malcom whispered against my hair and I nodded. I had a bad day because I had to do an anatomy cat I never read for and I was actually glad I was at the café but Danny just had to pick a fight with Malcom and ruin it.
“Sorry guys, but it looks like there is no more hanging out. I’ll see you later,” Malcom shouted to his crew before he led me out.
Danny was in his car when we stepped out but I didn’t care as I followed Malcom to his car. He drove out of the parking lot of the
