-Jake’s P.O.V.-
I stare at her for a while, unsure of whether she is real or not.
Her eyes looked particularly blue tonight. I wasn’t sure whether it was caused by anything she had done or whether I was just too starstruck by her mere presence, but I couldn’t look away from them.
“Are you going to get dressed?” She asks, quirking her eyebrow. “Or are you into exhibitionism?”
I snap myself out of it, letting out a nervous laugh at her comment. “No, I’ll be right back.”
“Alright,” she says, smiling, “I’ll wait for you out here.”
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“Do you walk out here often?” Claire asks, taking long strides across the sidewalk with her arms extended at either side of her. We were walking around the park, still deciding on what to eat.
“No,” I answer, hands firmly placed in my
