She was clutching a coloring book with a kitten on the cover.Ĭlarke moved quickly but gentled his motions as he approached the girl, lowering slightly so he was closer to her height. His eyes fell on the younger of their two daughters, a small blonde with twin ponytails at her ears. His cousin, who was a jackass, was staring, and his wife, who was a snobby gossip, had her mouth gaping open at what he could only assume was his feral appearance, but he didn’t care about either of them. Out of the corner of his eye, Clarke saw his cousin and his wife getting out of a car, two daughters in frilly pink dresses in tow. Naomi and Claire exchanged a glance, but they still didn’t give him the answer he wanted. “Do you love her? Or are you in love with her?” Her eyes widened infinitesimally, then narrowed. He was watching Claire as he said it, sensing she had the softest heart of the group, praying she’d understand.
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