"It's not that bad." I brushed it off with a laugh. "Should be fine after I sleep it off."

"Hang tight for a sec," he said, getting out and walking off.

He came back shortly with a small bag, handing it to me as he got in. "At least put something on it if you won't see a doctor."

"Thanks..."

He cut me off with a soft laugh. "What was that promise you made me?"

I grinned, remembering. "Right, right. No more thank ...