Claire’s Point of View
I place one hand on the door while I pull it closed with the other, keeping it silent while Bexxi sleeps. She has always been able to nap. It's one of the things I wish I could steal from her. My phone buzzes. It is Tyler, looking for me.
He is standing outside in the gardens waiting for me to arrive. My heart skips a beat as he turns to greet me. The way his muscles ripple against his suit makes my insides churn.
“Hey, baby.” He says, pulling me in for a kiss.
“Next time you walk down the aisle, it will be at our wedding.”
I laugh, placing my hands on his chest. God, all I want to do is slide my fingers up and down his chest while riding him to kingdom come. His hands wrap around my waist as our bodies rub against one another. Tightness builds in my core.
“Bex
