“Fuck,” I muttered. My heart went out to my brother, but I really didn’t want to be the one to tell him.
I got in my truck and drove the short distance to the library, finding Claire in her office. The same room that she used as an office while we were working on the restoration.
“Hey, handsome.” Her face lit up when I walked in. “How’s things going this morning?”
“Hot and sweaty.”
“Just the way I like it,” she chuckled before furrowing her brow. “You alright? You look like you have something on your mind.”
I gave her the coffee, meeting her halfway for a kiss. I wasn’t sure what I was going to do about the whole Juliet and not-Luke thing, but that was an issue for another time.
“No, I’m good.” I smiled. Just being with Claire, the feel of her lips on mine, however quickly, settled me. I still got a thrill every time I heard her laugh or saw her face split into a wide smile. And witnessing her fall apart for me, damn, that would never get old.
Claire came into my life, and with her heart, her strength, and her damn sunny personality, she broke through all of my walls. Eight months together wasn’t long enough. A lifetime wouldn’t even be long enough. For Claire, I would need an eternity.