Fallon
I took him everywhere.
And like a pubescent child, he was demanding and sometimes whiny. I made a mental note to bring marshmallows and some sort of sugary soda to keep him occupied while driving in the car.
"Money," Zane blurted before I dropped him off at his house. "You need money."
"What?"
"For school." He did that nonchalant shrug thing. "Right? I mean you said your financial aid didn't kick in right away, so what if, I pay you?"
"You do realize I was going to do it for free, right?"
"Gas costs money, and so does your time, not to mention the fact that I had to stop at least three times for food, and girls gotta eat too." His eyes flashed. "Eating is important."
"O...kay." I tried not to frown, but he wasn't making sense again. "So you want to pay for food."
His hands
