Chapter 117

Claire's POV

Martin takes my hand and we walk hurriedly across the yard. He looks back at me with a smile as we walk up to his house. By the time I step in and the door shuts Martin's encloses me against it, lifts me up, and wraps my legs around his hips. I gasp but it's swallowed with his lips.

After I get past the initial shock of the two second ordeal I melt into his body and wrap my arms around his neck, my fingers raking through the dark hair on the nape of his neck. His lips are hungry yet soft against mine. He pushes me up a little further up the door and pulls my chest closer to his.

My eyes shoot open and I pull away

"Wait what about Lena and Peter?" I ask panting

He looks at me, breathless "their plumbing is fixed, they moved back yesterday" he says and I nod to go back and kiss his addicting lips

My fingers rake through his soft hair and I savour each movement of our molding lips. It feels like an eternity since I've touched him, been around him. Three days feels like such