Chapter 30. Can You Trust Us?

Colt’s POV

Kate lifted her eyebrows, asking the silent question.

I internally chuckled at her facial expression.

“We are not going too far,” I said, “and some fresh air will do you good.”

She nodded and eyed the clothes that Sam had brought her.

“Don’t you like what Sam has picked for you?” I asked. It was just a plain white blouse and a pair of jeans, which should have done.

She shook her head and smiled.

“It should be fine for where we are going,” I said.

“Ok-ay,” she squeezed out.

She removed the hospital sheets from her legs and carefully shifted them to the side of the bed. When she bent over to pull the wheelchair closer, I took a step forward.

Kate shook her head, and I froze in my tracks.

“I can manage myself, thanks,” she said.

“But I want to help,” I argued.

She looked at me, weighed her options, then chuckled while shaking her head, and a smile followed on her lips.

“Fine, you can h