Claire arrived just after eight. The woman was dressed in her business wear and carried the purse purse Luca never brought back up like he said he would in one hand - and a tablet in the other.
But her eyes were behind the glasses I'd only seen her wear outside of work hours. They found mine after looking over my face and hands, before boldly getting into my space and shifting my collar to look below my neck where the bite marks still had some small touches of pink.
"Excuse me?"
"Hey. Sorry. I just… good morning."
"...Hello."
There was an awkward pause before she opened her arms. Widely, as if requesting a hug that I sighed and allowed. If she wasn't killed for looking down the blouse I borrowed, then this must be within the realm of acceptable to the Alpha with her arms crossed right beside us.
