Taylor
Taylor brought her convertible to a halt in front of Claire"s flat and messaged her to let her know she"d arrived. While she waited, she twisted her rearview mirror so she could give herself a stern look. "Just remember, it"s not real." Something she had to remind herself of rather frequently as she spent more and more time with Claire.
Her reflection pouted.
"Stop it," she warned herself. "Or you"re going to get hurt."
A knock on the window startled her out of her speech and she quickly got out of the car, her heart soaring when she saw how cute Claire looked. The flowers on her blouse suited her and she had her hair up, something that wasn"t often the case.
She leaned in for a kiss on the cheek. "Hey."
"Hi. You smell nice," she said, inhaling deliberately. "What"s that?"
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