Cassidy took Zeke's phone without a word and typed in her personal number. She hit "call," and a second later, the phone inside her clutch began to ring. She ended the call, then glanced up at him.
"Thank you," she said quietly.
Zeke just nodded.
Cassidy looked at the clock on the wall. "It's lunchtime," she said, almost casually. "Aren't you eating?"
Zeke tilted his head slightly. "Are you hungry?" Then, almost too quickly, "Would you like to have lunch with me?"
Hope flickered in his eyes before he could hide it.
But Cassidy shook her head gently. "I can't. I'm heading to the hospital."
Zeke's expression didn't change much, but something in him sank. Still, he nodded in understanding.
"I'll walk you out," he offered.
"That's not necessary," Cassidy said. "I can find my way."
Zeke met her gaze, calm but firm. "I'll just walk you to the lobby."
She sighed softly. She'd forgotten how stubborn he could be. "Fine," she murmured.
