Being around other people all day long, even if they hadn’t talked all that much, was completely draining. She felt constantly on, and right now, all she wanted was a glass of wine the size of her head and a quiet room of her own.
“Is that a yes?” Delilah asked between kisses.
Claire pulled back. “To which part?”
“All of it. You. Me. Us.”
“It’s a yes,” Claire whispered against her mouth. “Yes to all of it.”