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I growled low in my throat, making a mental note to tell him to stay out of sight in the future. I wasn’t really going to say anything to him; he was just trying to get work done, and I was the one acting like a caveman. I knew it. But fuck, I wanted her. I wanted the taste of her lips on mine. I wanted to lick every square inch of her skin, just like I did this morning before we had to leave to get here.

My dick twitched, and Claire’s dark blue eyes danced with amusement at my discomfort.

“Hey. Sorry. I’ll just be…” Shawn trailed off and headed back to the corner we were working in, out of sight.

Claire smiled at me brightly. My chest expanded. I could just stare at her all day.

Christ, I had a problem. And it was getting harder and harder to do anything about it.

“Guess what,” she said.

I raised my brow, my lips tilting up in a smirk. “What?”

“I just got off the phone with Davis Ironworks. The lights are ready,” she squealed as she bounced on her toes. I laughed at how excited she was, but I loved every second of it.

“That’s great. When are they arriving?”

“So, we have two options. He can ship them out, but it costs a fortune to get them here, and they will take two weeks.”

“Two weeks? I thought they were in New York. We can drive there and pick them up in a day or two.”

“Funny you should say that because option two is that we drive there and pick them up.” Her phone rang from her pocket, and she grabbed it, quickly looking at the screen. Her face hardened as she silenced the ringer and put it back in her pocket.

I quirked my brow at her. “You up for a road trip?” I asked.

She was all smiles as she looked at me, a wide grin stretching her cheeks. “Yes. I cannot wait two more weeks to get these in. These damn things have been the bane of my existence, and I want them here ASAP.”

The work was coming along well here; I could take a day or two and drive to upstate New York. If we planned it right, we could make a weekend out of it.

“Sounds good. Tell him we will be there on Friday. We can leave tomorrow and get back on Sunday.”

Her smile turned feline, heat lighting up her gaze. “A whole weekend, just you and me, alone. We’ll probably need to find a way to unwind after spending long hours on the road.” She trailed her finger down my chest, blazing a path through myshirt. My heart rate kicked up, and all my blood ran south.

“I’m sure we can figure something out. If you want, we can go inside your office, shut the door, and I’ll give you a preview of what I’m thinking.” My voice was gruff and low.

She laughed softly and patted me on the chest. Damn, I didn’t think she’d actually go for it, but a guy could hope.

“Get back to work. You’re taking two days off; you don’t want to get behind.” She spun around and walked back to her office. I had to adjust myself and hope that Shawn didn’t notice my boner as I got back to work.

Claire and I didn’t spend the night together, opting to each stay at our own places so we could pack and be ready to leave in the morning. I shot a text to my group chat with the guys, letting them know I would be out of town for a few days.

Me: I’m taking off for a few days with Claire. We need to pick up the lights in NY.

Wyatt: Weekend away with your girl. Sounds rough

Luke: It’s snowing, idiot.

Me: We’re only getting a couple of inches. It’ll be fine.

Wes: Some parts of NY are supposed to get hit hard.

Luke: Yeah. Where in NY are you going?

Me: Upstate. It’s like a seven-hour drive. Right outside of Buffalo.

Luke: It’s going to be blizzard conditions up there and your truck handles like shit in the ice. Go up there next weekend.

Me: We’ll be good. And we’re not taking my truck. I had to get a U-Haul to move the lights. They’re fucking massive.