CHAPTER EIGHT

Lucas’s pov

I watched Claire walk into the cafe, and my heart skipped a beat. Her radiant smile lit up the room, and those deep brown eyes seemed to peer into my very soul. As she approached our table, I rose to greet her, captivated by her effortless beauty.

"Wow you look amazing Claire," I said, unable to hide the grin spreading across my face. "I hope you don't mind, but I've taken the liberty of ordering for us already. Please, have a seat."

She obliged, settling into the chair across from me. "Why, thank you, Lucas. That's very kind of you."

The waiter arrived shortly after, placing our meals before us. Claire's eyes widened with delight at the sight of the delectable spread. As we began to eat, I couldn't resist the urge to learn more about this enchanting woman.

"So, Claire," I began, setting down my fork. "If you don't mind me asking, have you had any serious relationships since... Well, since that night we met?"

A slight blush crept into her cheeks, and she averted her gaze