Claire smiled and lifted the glass to her lips – she loved it when David called her his girl
– there was something so old-world about it. “So, how was your day?” she asked him.
“There was only one good thing about it – looking forward to seeing you.” David
squeezed her hand and Claire thought she was going to literally melt under his gaze. He had had this effect on her ever since they met, and at times, she wondered if she would ever start taking David for granted – at the moment, it seemed impossible. “And that’s all I care to say about my day at the office on a Saturday.” David grinned. “How was your day, baby?”
“I had the craziest morning.”
“Oh? What happened?”
“I got a new neighbor and he was playing his music really loud…” The image of Alec’s
bare torso materialized in Claire’s mind as she remembered him moving to the sensual tango
music. Flustered, she halted into silence – here she was, sitting across the most desirable man in all of New York and most likely in the world, having ridiculous thoughts about her impertinent
neighbor.
“There you are!” Amber sidled into the seat next to David.
For once, Claire was glad of Amber’s interruption.
“Aren’t you two going to dance?”
As if on cue, a deafening blast of techno filled the room.
Claire glanced at the empty dance floor and shook her head. “Oh, you know us, Amber –
David and I don’t dance.”
“That’s right.” David nodded. “I can think of far better things to do with my girl than
grinding on the dance floor.”
Even David Lawson had an imperfection – it was his utter lack of rhythm and music
timing – an idiosyncrasy that Claire found most endearing when she overheard David singing in the shower. David took care to stay off the dance floor, and Claire adored him all the more for it.
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