54-I'll Cry For You

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**Claire POV**

"I'll see you guys soon, okay?" I mumble into my moms shoulder. It's 6am and Reneé and I are dropping them off at the airport to go back to Indiana. It's been great to have them here the last week, but I am excited to finally have some alone time with Reneé before she leaves again tomorrow.

"You guys have to come visit after Reneé get's back from Europe" my mom suggests.

"We definitely will" Reneé assures her with a smile. I think it's so cute how much her and my mom like each other. I was worried my mom would never like anyone as much as she liked Ali, but I think Reneé's got her beat by a lot.

"See you later, honey. Safe travels to Europe and back" my mom hugs Reneé and my heart is so full.

"Love you guys" my stepdad calls out as they grab their luggage and head inside the airport.

"Love you too!" Reneé and I shout back in unison, earning a small giggle from both of us as we get back into her Jeep.

"Finally, alone at last" I hum, grabbing ahold of her hand and sinking into the passenger seat.

"Wanna go on a date with me?" Reneé offers as we pull out of the airport parking lot.

"Right now?" I ask, furrowing my brows at her. She nods her head at me.

"Babe, it's 6am and we're in our pajamas" I point out. By pajamas, I mean oversized t-shirts and sweatpants. Reneé's hair is an absolute mess and so is mine.

"So? Let's go get breakfast" she argues.

"Okayyyyy" I whine, she reaches over and squeezes my thigh. I would rather go home and snuggle back up in bed with her, but breakfast sounds nice too, I guess.

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Later That Night

We're standing side by side at the foot of the bed, clean laundry piled up high as we fold the last of Reneé's clothes and pack them back into her suitcase. I fold the last pair of shorts and place them neatly inside before closing the lid.

"All ready to go" she sighs, leaning to put all her weight on the suitcase while I try and close the zipper. I lift it off the bed and plop down on my back, Reneé follows suit and we stare up at the ceiling for a moment.

"We should get in the hot tub" I suggest, breaking the short silence.

"You just wanna see me in a bathing suit again" she rebuttals, quickly.

"No," I laugh and look over at her. She raises her eyebrows at me like she doesn't believe me.

"Okay, yes but we haven't used it once since we moved in. Come on, it'll be fun"

"Fine," she giggles, turning over to face me "should we have a drink?"

"Duh" I roll my eyes and we get up to change into our swimsuits. Reneé walks out of the bathroom wearing that same black bikini from the other day. I hope and pray I get to take it off her tonight, but we'll see how things go. I stare shamelessly at her as she looks in the mirror, pulling her hair back into a messy bun. We lock eyes for a brief moment but she says nothing and leads me downstairs to the kitchen. I grab two wine glasses and a bottle opener from the kitchen while Reneé chooses a bottle of white wine from her collection in the dining room.

"This one?" she asks, sitting it down on the counter in front of me. I read the label, I've never heard of it.

"Sure" I tell her, knowing damn well it will be good. Nothing Reneé buys is cheap and I know I'll probably like it. She pours us each a glass and I grab some towels from the guest room. She opens the large doors that lead into the backyard, flipping on the patio lights before she steps outside. It's mostly dark now, I'm not even sure what time it is. I don't want to look at the time, I don't even want to know how many hours we have left together. I hate the countdown.

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