Her heart stumbled and for a second, neither of them moved.
Then Sage looked away. "You should go to the clinic."
Mason blinked. "The clinic?"
"Yes." She pointed toward his injured hand. "Your hand needs to be checked."
He looked down at it. "It's nothing but will you help me?"
Sage frowned. "Help with what?"
"The clinic…" Her expression changed.
"What about it?"
Mason grabbed a shirt and pulled it over his head. "I uhmm….I opened a section for pets."
Her eyes brightened. “Really? Like seriously?” Sage's smile appeared before she could hide it.
"Yeah. .a lot of people complain about their pets being sick, stubborn and having mood swings. I don't know if we have enough equipment yet but it's enough to start if only you'll come with me."
She laughed and nodded. "We need examinat
