That's Leo. He didn't know why his cousin contacted him. It wasn't that he didn't want to answer the man's phone, he just didn't want to make any noise that would disturb Claire and his son's sleep.
At the sa ti, a sounded from between Claire's lips.
"Good afternoon, honey," said Devan and managed to make Claire, who was yawning, imdiately cover her mouth.
"Do you sleep well?" asked Devan with a smile on his lips.
Claire was stunned in her position, the woman stared at Devan without blinking. But the next second she imdiately rose from her position. "Since when did you co?" she asked.
"Did I disturb your sleep?" instead of answering, Devan even asked back. The man then used one of his hands to hold his head, his body facing Claire. The top button of his shirt that was open managed to reveal his very stocky chest. And it did not escape Claire's view.
"I-I'm thirsty," Claire stuttered, getting out of bed. Her cheeks turned red again. 'Really, what are you thinking?' Claire thought as she patted her face.
Seeing that, Devan just chuckled. Previously, he had unbuttoned his shirt half-button because he was hot. He did not know that his actions could make Claire like that. It seed like teasing Claire was sothing very easy.
Imdiately he rose from his position, then followed Claire.
"What do you want to drink?" Claire asked as she opened the mini-fridge in front of her. One of her hands still holding the glass containing the rest of the mineral water she drank.
Hearing that, Devan imdiately approached Claire. "I want this," he said then pressed his lips to the glass in Claire's hand.
"T-this is my used, Devan. Aren't you disgusted?" Claire asked her heart racing again.
One of Devan's eyebrows rose, he then grabbed Claire's wrist, moving her hand so she could drink the water in the glass.
Claire was stunned and froze on the spot, as if at a loss for words.
"So what if it's your used, honey?" said Devan then snatched the glass from Claire's hands and placed it on the table.
"I don't care as long as it's you," Devan added.
"You're too much," said Claire and then left Devan, walked into the living room, and turned on the television.
"Why didn't you wake earlier?" she asked.
"I saw that you were sleeping very soundly, didn't have the heart to wake you up, honey," replied Devan, joining Claire, sitting next to the woman with one hand on the back of the sofa.
"You startled ," said Claire.
Devan smiled, then rubbed Claire's head, "I'm sorry, honey," he said.
That treatnt made Claire blush again. "How are your business in the office? Is everything going well?" she asked, glancing at the man for a mont.
"Of course, honey."
"Good," replied Claire, nodding.
"Uncle Aaron asked to go with Dave earlier. Sorry, I forgot to tell you, Devan," Claire began.
"Is that true? Where have you been?" asked Devan, feigning ignorance. In his heart, he was happy that Claire was honest with him.
"Only to the Podo Moro Café," answered Claire. "Uncle took to lunch there. There is Hendra who took us, Ah yes, thank you, Devan, "he added.
"Thanks for what, honey?"
"For all."
"As the woman who I love so much, you don't need to thank anymore, honey. You deserve it all. I even still feel lacking," replied Devan.
"I t Mr. Javier," said Claire suddenly. Making Devan reflexively clench his hands on the sofa.
"Is that true? How could that be? So what did he say?" asked Devan looking so relaxed.
"My Uncle said Mr. Javier asked him to et. He just wanted to congratulate on my engagent with you, Devan. Nothing else" replied Claire.
"Is he alone?" he asked.
Claire shook her head, "Do you rember the guy nad Brian?" Instead of answering, Claire asked back.
"Javier with Brian?"
Imdiately Claire shook her head again. "No, not Brian. But he was with his other son. If I'm not mistaken his na is Edrick," said Claire.
Devan heaved a sigh of relief, "Did he do sothing to you?" asked Devan again. Claire just shook her head.
"I'm scared, Devan," Claire mumbled, her voice very small, yet still able to reach the man's ear.
"I'm scared to et Brian again, I don't want to see that family again, I'm scared. I'm afraid they have bad intentions towards for running away from Brian and choosing to be with you. I'm afraid they'll harm Dave," she added again, looking into Devan's eyes with tears in her eyes. She still rembers the ti when Dave disappeared when she, Naila, and her son visited the supermarket.
She didn't want it to happen again. Given how rude Brian was to her, she had a lot of worries right now.
Seeing the woman in front of him, Devan imdiately grabbed Claire's body and hugged her. "I will take care of you. Don't worry, honey," he said as he gently stroked the woman's hair.
"I will do anything to protect you," he added.
"I love you, Devan. I don't want you to put yourself in danger to protect us. I don't want you to get hurt," said Claire, as she tightened her arms around the man's body.
"Brian is so an. He can do anything to achieve his goals, I don't want you to deal with them, I don't want you to be in any danger."
Just by saying that, Devan's heart ward. He could feel Claire's sincerity towards him. And that alone was reason enough for him to do anything for them. He didn't want to lose that sincerity.
Devan smiled, not responding to Claire's words.
"You have to promise not to contact Javier's family, Devan," Claire said again when she didn't get a reply from the man.
Devan slowly let go of his embrace, holding both of Claire's cheeks, staring at the woman without blinking.
"Do I look that weak in front of you, honey?"
"No, it's not like that. I an…" Her sentence was cut off when a springy object touched her lips. Devan suddenly kissed her, making the woman's body stiffen.
"I'll take care of what's mine," said Devan then kissed Claire's lips very gently.
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