I'm glad you heard me." Dayton sagged in the seat. "I have no idea who tried to run me over." He paused. "It wasn't you, was it?"

"No." He parked in the first empty spot. "I was at my desk."

"I figured." Dayton groaned. "You came quick."

"I heard you scream." He turned off the engine. "It could've been you or anyone else, and I would've tried to help."

"I'm glad you're brave," Dayton said. "Thanks."

"I'm not brave." He left the car and rounded the hood. He opened Dayton's door. Most of the time, he was the timid guy. He shied away from physical drama. He'd rather write drama. But he couldn't ignore the scream. He held the door for Dayton and offered his arm. "Ready?"

"Yeah." He huddled against Nicholas as they went into the quick care clinic. "I'm sorry," Dayton said. "I hate being a pain in the ass."

"Huh?" Nicholas guided Dayton to a seat. "You're fine."

A nurse approached with a tablet. "Fill this out. Did you check in?"

Nicholas handed Dayton the wallet. "We did." He wasn't sure how to help.

"Yeah." Dayton accepted the tablet. He dug his insurance card from his wallet. "Dayton Sharpe."

"Yes. You're third in line." She nodded. "We have a forty-dollar co-pay. Input your information, and I'll make a copy of your card and license. Bring the tablet and payment up to me when you're done. If you're not mobile, your boyfriend can do it for you."

Dayton handed over the needed items. "Thanks." He paused. "Boyfriend? No."

"Brother?" she asked.

"Friend," Nicholas offered. He wanted to hide. Boyfriend? Not likely. Dayton tended to date blonds, and his hair would never work as a blond.

"I'll bring it over." Dayton nodded. "Thank you." Once the nurse had left, Dayton mumbled, "I hate hospitals and clinics."

"You're hurt. You have to be here." Nicholas

"Maybe." Dayton sighed and fiddled with the tablet. "I'm sorry I'm being a pain in the ass."

"You've apologized already, and no, you're not being one. You were nearly run over," Nicholas said. "You're always on the go. Let yourself have time to heal and rest."

"I appreciate you giving me a ride."

"I was there for a reason." He still felt a tad pushy, but oh well.

"I'm glad," Dayton said. "I doubt I would've made much progress crawling home without your save." He grasped Nicholas's hand. "Thanks."

"Welcome." Tingles shot from Nicholas's fingers to his heart. He'd wanted Dayton's attention for so long. He could have it if things were different. Right now, Dayton needed him, but not for more than a ride. He hated and loved himself for making such a fuss over Dayton. They were barely friends, but now they could be more. He wanted to date Dayton--not be his taxi driver. Would that be possible? Christ. He had to stop overthinking. He was just helping the guy holding his hand. Nothing big. Right?

Did you know Redz World gave Running to You 4 Twinkling Stars?

Redz says: "They have a very slow burn romance that is beautifully done. I did like the chemistry and how the story flows. Really cute read about finding love in the most unlikely of places. And discovering a little about yourself along the way."