Paris’s POV
Warning: s****l Content
I sat in bed that night thinking about everything from that day. I don’t know why I had been so scared of Charlie. He was the sweetest thing I had ever met and I knew that he loved me as Sean did. It was an odd concept but I was getting it and I was comfortable with it.
I heard the bathroom door open and Sean stepped out in just his boxers as usual. His long dark hair was down and was still damp from his shower. I watched him and smiled as he walked across the room to join me on the bed.
I had the TV going but I hadn’t been watching anything that was on. I grabbed the remote and turned it off then set it on my nightstand. I turned back to Sean as he climbed into bed.
“Can you explain what the claiming process is like to me?” I asked.
“It’s like
