She had warned him that she was going to come over and "get him". He had said that he was going to watch his back but she had a feeling that he wasn't really expecting her to come over to actually look for the books even though they made a wager. So after she was done work at the store, she waved goodbye to her coworkers and the guys who usually
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He was sitting at his desk reading a different book when the knock came on his door, and he frowned slightly as he most definitely wasn't expecting any company. He huffed and stood up, and then drained the contents of his wine glass in a swig before going to the door and looking through the peephole, his brow furrowing when he saw Claire, because of course their earlier conversation was forgotten, and he thought that perhaps something had happened to her.
He scrambled with the locks and got the door open in a hurry. "Claire? Are you okay? You're not hurt are you? Or, someone in your family?" he asked quickly, not letting her get a word in as he stepped aside so that she could enter. "You look okay, did someone break in to your apartment or something?"
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As soon as the door opened and he started firing rapid questions at her, she blinked in confusion. "I...what?" She stared up at him, a little lost as she cocked her hips to the side just a bit. Why was he asking if something happened to her or her family? Was he that surprised by her showing up?
She cleared her throat, chuckling softly, "No, no I'm fine. I just got off work and well, I brought ice cream." She lifted the bag that had the small tub of ice cream, holding it up in front of him as she tilted her head to the other side. "Plus, I came book hunting." A light smirk now.
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