Now that Fin was closer to her, Reecy put her hand on his back with a soft pat. He did look pale, and without his father or her dad around there, there was no doubt in her mind that it was her job to take care of him while he was there with her. She had always been a very caring person, and that was why her over-protectiveness had gotten her into trouble in the past. But this boy was Justin's age, and in a way, that made her feel even more protective towards him than if he was just a random teenager she didn't know. No, she didn't know him, but they had a connection and being the older party here, it was her job to nurture that. Especially if he wasn't feeling well.

"He won't be pissed, sweetheart. If you're not feeling well and upset, he'll be okay. Let me take your bag. You can come inside and sit down. Do you have an upset tummy? I can get you some ginger ale if you like. Or I can make you a cup of tea," she offered. Now he was closer, she could see that he was adorable. He had beautiful eyes and a face full of freckles. He was very slender, though. She could see that in the skinny jeans and tight t-shirt he had on under his coat. She was pretty sure this boy could land a modelling gig, easy as pie.