She nodded and smiled. “I don’t care either,” she told him after a moment, though his hands shaking hadn’t been lost on her. She turned then and pulled away from the curb, reaching out to put her hand on his knee.
“I’m glad you don’t,” he replied, reaching up to pull his seatbelt on as she pulled away, and letting his hand fall gently overtop of hers and settle there.
(Source: rymarshall)