"I have taken care of Annie, almost since the day I met her. She's in good hands." Clay punctuated his statement with a smile.

As Danielle shooed them out of the house, he put his arm around Annie's waist. None of this was as bad as he thought and he didn't have to tell her what he did at The Company. It could have been much worse. He wasn't sure if this meant things with his mother were going to go just as well or worse than he expected.