I stood outside the family court, watching Derek's throat bob as he spoke up. "I… I rushed over and didn't bring all the papers. Could you come with me to grab them?"
I frowned, shutting him down cold. "Go get them yourself."
"Rachel…" His voice dropped, almost pleading. "You know where everything is. I can't even find my own ties."
I glanced at my watch and sighed. "Fine. Let's make this quick."
I wasn't about to waste time on pointless back-and-forth.
We walked to the parking lot, me trailing behind him. When I instinctively reached for the passenger door, we both froze. That motion, once second nature, now felt alien.
Derek's fingers tapped the steering wheel, his eyes drifting toward me. I could tell he was thinking about the last time we drove together, to my parents' place. He'
