Richard
It feels good to get away with Claire. Being alone with her helps me escape the anxiety I feel from my father's silent response to me refusing the trip to Dubai. He hasn't called yet, and that's not like him. I've not heard from my mother either which is even more strange. She would normally call and try to smooth things over between us.
“So, where are we headed to first?" Claire asks as she puts her arms around my waist and caves her head into my back.
I check the time, 4:30pm. We have just enough time to drive to the restaurant I want to take Claire to and then go for a stroll on the beach. After the beach, I've arranged for the room to be lit with candles and roses spread on the floor leading to the Jacuzzi.
I let Claire know the restaurant I plan on taking her to is a bi
