Claire & Theo

22.

It's been some time since the encounter that Theo had with his mother. He did call back to apologize for his behavior. He ended the conversation swiftly, so she wouldn't have to bother with the topic of it 'not being his fault'.

He drowned himself in work once again to recover from the stress, meaning that he was involved too much with Claire as well. However, they called at night whenever they had chance. It would either be about work, general politics, or books. The topics of conversations kept changing when they were with each other like the chemistry between them was real.

Theo loved talking with Claire, she was another way of coping with his worries. Her gentle laughter and sultry gaze made him feel comfortable. A bit turned on, yes but he really needed to control the urge of taking her in bed at every moment. The thought of her bare beauty made him smile.

As he stared at the logistics paper in front of him on his desk, the only object that came to mind was Claire. If he was going to be distracted now, he might as well go meet up with her for a surprise. Of course, he had the will to be excited, so he got up quickly out of his chair and changed into his favorite black blazer suit.

He got into his car and made his way to the set of the movie. Everything was going well so far with the production, as per the words of Lucas. He has been keeping up with pace of everything even when he was not in the country. A very trustworthy friend and assistant to have in the entertainment business. Apparently, there was only a week left in Canada until Claire gets fly to Barcelona for next part of filming.

As he parked the car fast, he went inside the building whilst holding a bouquet of pink roses, Claire's favorite flowers. No one bothered to question his appearance, Theo held that much authority. He saw Claire's back turned away from far, he almost called out for her, but he held himself when he noticed that they were filming her scene.

She was wearing a light blue silk dress, might Theo add, she looked insanely gorgeous from the back. He was completely mesmerized by her.

"Margo." He heard his cousin's voice.

He was wearing a dark black suit and was walking towards her. As she turned swiftly acting surprised, "Elton..."

They were now closer to each other. Their faces inches apart ready to kiss one another as it seemed.

"I have to tell you that..." he whispered to her.

She hummed with satisfaction as Theo was fuming on the inside with clear anger. He grunted to himself, "That asshole."

"I have these feelings.." Chris continued.

"Feelings?" she questioned.

They stared deep into each other's eyes, "Yes... for you."

She smiled, "I believe I have the same exact feelings," she paused, "for you."

It wasn't a full on make out session, but it was a five second peck that made Theo want to rip his cousin's head off his body. It was enough for him to walk up to both when the director announced his signal to finish the scene.

"Claire." he roughed out.

He caught her attention as well as Christopher's too. His cousin smirked at him, "How's it going, teddy bear."

How Theo hated that childhood nickname that Chris made up when they were younger. He never stopped as they got older just to get a rise out of Theo.

"Not that great since I know you exist." he retorted.

"Harsh, but too bad."

"Hey, Chris, I have great advice right now for you."

"And what that would be, cousin?"

"To fuck off."

"Always been a dick that one..." he paused and then smiled at Claire, "See you later, sweetheart."

He then walked away far from the couple. Theo then stared at Claire, "Sweetheart? When were you guys that close?"

"It's the first time that he even gave me that nickname. He usually just calls me by my name." she said.

"Just stay away from him." He was not smiling.

She chuckled, "Kind of hard not to, since we're colleagues that need to meet each other every day practically."

"I don't care what it takes, but ignore him, he can be a flirt."

"Theo." she whispered softly.

"What?"

"Are you jealous?" She smiled like a Cheshire cat.

He swiveled quickly towards her and backed her up slowly, "So what if I am?" he took a deep breath of her, "In every way, you will always be mine. If another man touches you, they'll be dead from my hands."

She blushed and looked around her surroundings making sure that no one was looking at them. Fortunately, no one was, so she kissed his nose tenderly and smiled brightly, "I am yours."