Remembering You

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been in, so it was spotless. I already had everything packed and Sam walked over to grab my bag.
    “Is this it?” he asked.
    “And this?” I said as I held up my carryon.
    “Wow, Claire, you travel light.”
    “Everything I wanted to bring to Seattle is in these two bags.”
    “It seems to me like it was a last-minute decision and you’re running from something.”
    I couldn’t believe he said that , which wasn’t far from the truth.
    “Nope, I didn’t want to drive seventeen hours by car, so I flew, and this was all I could bring.”
    He smiled and walked out the door with me following behind. I checked out, paid my bill, and Sam drove me to my apartment.

Chapter 11

    I opened the apartment door ju st as my phone started to ring. As I pulled it from my purse, I saw it was Zoey. I decided to answer it, even though I didn’t want to talk in front of Sam. I put my bag down on the floor as he followed me into the apartment.
    “Hello, Zoey.”
    “Claire, my baby shower is in a couple of weeks. Are you going to come home from whatever planet you’re on to attend?” she said with irritation.
    I cleared my throat. “Y es, Zoey. I’ll be there. Give Mom and Dad big hugs from me, and I’ll see you guys in a couple of weeks.” Click .
    I looked ov er at Sam, who was staring at me. “My sister is having a baby and her shower is in a couple of weeks. She wanted to know if I was going to make it home.” Why was I explaining this to him?
    “Baby shower? Sounds like fun. ” He smirked.
    I saw h im looking around the apartment. “Claire, where are you going to sleep?”
    “I have blankets I’ll set on the floor. I’ll be fine.”
    He looked at me with a sexy look , but I didn’t think he realized it. “Let me help you put some of this stuff away,” he said as he saw me rummaging through bags. “First, we need some music.” He pulled out his iPhone from his pocket and, suddenly, Coldplay started playing. Bright lights flashed in my mind, blinding me as I grabbed the sides of my head and fell to the ground on my knees. Sam came rushing over as he dropped down beside me and pulled me into his arms. I kept my eyes tightly closed as images of a car and that same song played over the radio. I was in the passenger’s seat, but I couldn’t see who was driving. The music played as we both sang to it. Sam rocked me back and forth and I wanted to die right there in his arms.
    The pain stopped, the lights went away, and my mind went dark. Tears rolled down my face as I held onto Sam’s arms.
    “Claire ,” he whispered. He leaned back so he was fully lying on the ground, but he didn’t let me go. I moved back with him and we both fell asleep as he held me.
    My eyes jerked open, and I looked down and found that Sam had his arm draped around my waist. I looked over at him and his eyes opened.
    “Good morning.” H e smiled.
    I jumped up. “Sam, what the hell! Why did you stay here all night?”
    “I needed to make sure you were okay. I wasn’t going to leave you like that.”
    The headaches seemed to be coming more frequently since I moved t o Seattle. “I appreciate that Sam, but it’s not your responsibility to take care of me,” I snapped at him.
    He got up and looked at me with hurt in his eyes. “I’m sorry, Claire, but I’m your friend, and friends look out for each other. I would hope that if something happened to me, you would look out for me.”
    I dropped my shoulders and sighed. He was right and I was being nothing but a cold-hearted bitch. I walked over to where he was standing and put my hand on his heart.
    “You have a kind and warm heart , Sam Snow. Thank you.”
    He smiled and my heart melted, especially when he was standing there with messed up morning hair, looking as hot as ever.
    “Do you have any coffee?” I asked as I bit down on my bottom lip.
    “I sure do. I’ll go grab some and bring it over.”
    “Thank you,” I said as I lifted my hand from his rock hard chest.
    He walked

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