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Claire was rooted into her spot, her heart picking up crazy speed. She didn't try to hide the color whipping into her cheeks or how her breathing doubled. She crossed her hands on her chest and stared at him.
The back of her eyes were dry. She was thankful. She had shed more tears on this man compared to what he deserved.
She focused on his face. It was not a stoic mask. His jaw was tensely clenched, his eyes looking at her with emotions she didn't want to acknowledge. There was something about his lips that suggested he had a s**t load of stuff to tell her, but that he was quiet as though it was not the right time.
He was still. Too still, like a predator indolently waiting to pounce. His dark eyes increased the level of adrenaline in her body.
The silence in the cabin caused h
