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Charlie was napping in her own room, since she had gotten old enough for that and Maisie was in her room doing god knows what. Owen was walking up the stairs, on his way to find Claire. He opened the door to their bedroom and came to a stop. Blinking a few times, trying to take in the sight in front of him. Sure, he had seen this magnificent view many times, but it never disappointed. A second later, he found himself leaning against the door frame not even considering the fact that he should probably close the door.

She didn't seem to notice him, like she was in her own world. Too busy with what she was doing, whatever it was. He felt his lips turn into a smirk and sighed out of pure happiness. That's when she turned around and found him looking at her. Not starring, more like admiring. Her eyes still exploded though and her whole body seemed to freeze. He was still smirking at her and she started frantically looking around.

"Why are you naked?" He asked and chuckled. She looked around for something to cover her up and ended with a blanket that was flung over the end of the bed. "Don't bother" He said and walked over to her, closing the door behind him first. He put his hand on her hip and another on her cheek, leaning in slowly for a kiss. All her nerves seemed to disappear and when he pulled away, her eyes were still closed but she was smiling at the same time.

"I'm going to ask you again honey" He said and chuckled, caressing her cheek. "Why were you naked?"

Her head fell down and she laughed as it shook from side to side. Her arm came out and she pointed towards their bathroom. "The ehh...The shower head, was turned so...when I tried to clean the shower floor, I gave myself a bath instead" She said and looked up at him with a shy look in her eyes, waiting for him to break into laughter. And he did, but only for a few seconds, before he wrapped her further into his arms and kissed the top of her hair.

"Should I go out and thank the shower head?" He whispered, making Claire giggle against his chest. She hummed and left a kiss near his collarbone before pulling away to look u at him. "You might have to, yea" She said, her voice low.

He smiled down at her and her at him, before they both leaned in for anther kiss. This one lasted longer and escalated to more than one. Claire pulled away and reached up to fix the collar of his shirt. "Maybe not now" She whispered smiling up at him sadly. He tilted his head at her questioningly. "Why?" He asked as he reached up to stroke a loose strand away from her face, and behind her ear. "I..." She exhaled. "I don't know" She said and started laughing. "That's why we have the lock, no?" He asked, slowly stepping backwards, making his way towards the door and turning the key, before putting the hinge into the holder. Had to be sure.

He walked back over to her slowly wiggling his eyebrows at her and she couldn't help but shake her head with laughter, at the dork in front of her. He reached for the hand holding the blanket in place and took a hold of it. "No need for this" He whispered, before flinging it off of her and throwing it on the floor beside them. He bent down for a kiss and her arms came up to wrap around his neck.

He quickly bent his knees to reach down to pick her up. Her fingers grabbed a hold of his hair at the back of his head, pulling slightly when he lifted her. They were both sighing into the kisses, before he walked them to the bed, laying them both down.

She was quick to reach for the hem of his shirt, desperate to get it off of him. "Someone's eager" She heard him breath against her ear, when she pulled it over his head. "Fair play" She said, in a husky voice and let her head fall back when he went down to kiss her neck. "And yes...very eager" She then whispered as she reached for his belt, hating that damn thing for locking things away from her.

He was about to sit up to pull off his pants, but before he knew it, she had flipped them. She was now sitting on top of him, leaving a few kisses on his chest before she reached down to yank his pants off in a hurry. He chuckled at her desperate movements but then again, he was just as desperate. 

Claire did things to him, things that felt out of this world. Like he was dreaming and he would wake u any moment and it would all be gone. That wasn't the case of course. Claire was very real, everything about her was very real. Before he met Claire, he had been with many other women. Too many probably and it wasn't something he was proud of. It wasn't that he didn't want a relationship, he had had a few before Claire. No serious ones though, which was probably the reason for him getting scared, every time Claire and him had moved further with their relationship, the first time around.

Maybe that was his reason for pushing her away, trying to force her to live in a van even though he knew she didn't want to. As soon as she had left, because it was her who left. He felt lost, like it had all been nothing but that dream he was terrified of.

Claire didn't even have to be naked, she had taken up a special spot in his heart. A spot too big to be filled out by anything or anyone else. Damn the woman could be in a plastic bag and she would still be the most irresistible woman to him. There was nothing she could do that would make her unattractive to him.

Of course, it wasn't only her look that Owen was interested in. The way that Claire's mind worked, did wonders to his insides. She could say one sentence and she would have him down on his knees, begging.

He knew Claire found him attractive. She had said so on many occasions, but also the hungry looks she gave him, the way she had starred at him as he was up on the roof, building the house they were currently in. She thought he hadn't noticed, but he saw it all. Smiled to himself without saying a word to her. Reminding himself how lucky he was to have a woman like Claire in his life. Who love him just as much as he loved her.

And he knew, that that was a lot of love.

















Second hallelujah in a row. Honestly, I'm running out of ideas – I have many plans but I got to get further ahead you know so pleaaaaase give me ideas if you have any.

This is a part of the reason for me not uploading daily yet. I'm having a lot of trouble with ideas, yes, but I'm also running out of motivation.

I have plans but they are for the future – I really want your opinion on this – If I start moving forward...a lot but still bring up milestones and so on, would you hate me/it? I need to know if I'm struggling with for no reason.

Please answer in the comments...

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