CLAIRE
Julian didn't hesitate. "I want to see where this goes," he said. "I want to wake up next to you, I want to come home to you, I want to build something real with you."
He paused, his gray eyes holding mine. "I want a future with you, Claire," he said quietly. "Not because of a contract or revenge or convenience, but because I love you and I want you in my life."
My breath caught. "That's what I want too," I whispered.
Julian stood up and came around the table, offering me his hand. "Come on," he said.
"Where are we going?" I asked, taking his hand.
"You'll see," he replied.
He left money on the table and led me out of the restaurant, Marco calling goodbye as we left.
Outside, instead of getting in the car, Julian started walking. "It's just a few blocks," he said when I look
