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“She’s a great woman, Christian.” I smiled.
“Yeah. She’s the best thing that ever happened to me. Do you have a few minutes?”
“Yeah. Miraculously, the ER is quiet. I’ll grab a coffee and join you at the table.”
“Okay. I have about thirty minutes before I have to be in surgery,” he said.
I grabbed a coffee and sat across from him.
“I thought you weren’t working until tonight,” Christian spoke, tipping the cup to his lips.
“The ER paged me this morning. One of the doctors called in, so I’m pulling a double.”
“That’s what happens when you don’t have a life.” He smirked.
“Shut the fuck up.” I chuckled. “I do have a life. I saw Claire again last night.”
“Ah, the hot next-door neighbor. And?”
“She plays the guitar. Apparently, she loves to sing too.”
“Does she have a good voice?”
“I have no clue. She wouldn’t sing for me last night. But we did have sex.” I smiled.
“What’s going on between you two?”
“I’m not sure. I like her. But something is off with her.”
“Like what?”
“She refuses to let me spend the night. After we had sex at my place the other day, I asked her to stay, and she said no. She told me last night that she refuses to let a guy stay the night unless she’s passed out drunk and forgets to kick him out.”
“Wow.” He chuckled. “I want to meet her. Why don’t you ask her to attend the gala with you Friday night?”
“I already have.” The corners of my mouth curved upward. “She’s coming with me.”
“Good. You know, Nick. It’s probably best to keep things casual for now and see where it goes. I know you’re still unsure about relationships after Katrina, and Claire sounds a little complicated.”
“Yeah. That’s what I was thinking. Casual sex never hurt anyone, right?” I held up my cup.
“Not at all.” Christian smiled as he brought his cup to mine.
CHAPTER 11
Claire
A knock at the door startled me as I was in deep thought. Walking over and opening it, a man stood there with a large envelope in his hand.
“Delivery for Claire Monet,” he spoke.
“That’s me.”
He handed me the envelope and told me to have a nice day. Sitting at the table, I opened it and pulled out all the paperwork from Richard for the sale of the house Raphael and Crystal needed to sign. I was grateful that Richard worked on it quickly and overnighted it to me. Picking up my phone, I dialed his number.
“Hello, Claire.”
“Hi, Richard. I just got the paperwork. Thank you again for your help.”
