CLAIRE

The next morning, Julian's alarm went off at seven thirty and he reached over to silence it, then turned to look at me. "Morning," he said softly.

"Morning," I replied, still half asleep. "What time is your meeting?"

"Nine," Julian said, sliding out of bed. "I should get ready."

I watched him walk to the bathroom, admiring the view, he caught me looking and smiled.

"See something you like?" he teased.

"Maybe," I replied, grinning.

Julian showered and dressed in a suit while I made coffee. When he came out, he looked every bit the successful businessman.

"How do you feel?" I asked, handing him a mug.

"Honestly?" Julian...