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The horses hooves clopped along the cobblestone street and Claire nestled into the crook of Justin's arm. She was comfortable here, yet, not extremely happy. This was a wonderful gesture and romantic by all means. Yet she knew the day would be wonderful as he swept her off her feet and wooed her for hours, ending the night by rocking her world in the bedroom and maybe even again in the morning and tomorrow it would be back to Justin's world. They simply couldn't be happy if Justin wasn't happy. They simply couldn't have fun if Justin wasn't having fun. It was all about Justin. She gave and gave emotionally and while he gave her the words and

"So what do you want to do then?" Justin asked with just a bit of sarcasm in his voice. "Break up? See other people? Counseling?" he asked. "What is the magic answer?" He didn't know why he was so irritated because if he was honest with himself he also knew that he tended to be a very selfish boyfriend, self centered yet always knowing just the right thing to say in order to keep Claire around. Her low self esteem made her the perfect kind of girl for him as she was very unlikely to break his heart. He couldn't have that, he had never been dumped and didn't intend to start that trend now. Claire took one final sip from her cardboard cup and

Claire looked deep into his brown eyes and felt such warmth her heart melted a little. If she was honest with herself, she really WAS in love with this man. How could a girl not be? She sat up straighter in her chair and took a sip of her latte. "There is so much we never say to one another and we have been together for a long time now. I honestly can say that you treat me better than any other man has ever treated me before. I love hearing from you, being with you, making love to you...there is just something that I cannot put my finger on and I don't know how to describe it Justin. It truly is a paradox." Justin wiped his palm across his

The bell chimed on the coffee shop shop door and Claire stepped into the cozy cafe. She did a quick glance for Justin but she had beat him there. She ordered a latte for herself, a mocha for him and found a seat next to the fireplace. She was nervous because she knew that if she really voiced her feelings and opinions that she might lose him for good. On the other hand, if she didn't she feared they might spend forever together without really knowing one another. That was simply not an option either. She ran her hands through her hair and sighed a deep sigh. What was she going to do? The door swung open again and in waltzed Justin. He threw

Stepping into the shower the water flowed down her shoulder length brunette hair and the thoughts continued to swirl in her mind. She rigorously started to scrub her scalp, taking in the sweet scent of the strawberries as the shampoo created more and more lather. She went about her usual cleansing routine and did what she did she did best in the shower....think. If she was honest with herself, her thoughts stemmed from fear. She did indeed have a wonderful man in her life, though she was too scared to enjoy that relationship. She had burned in the past and everyday she seemed to be waiting for the other shoe to drop. Yes, it had been almost

Claire opened the front door and felt an artic blast hit her in the face. "Damn, I hate winter." Water was dripping off the eaves above her head and the sun's glare, bouncing off the pavement was blinding. She felt a nudge from behind her and turned around to see her dog, Max, begging to go out. "Ok, suit yourself. Don't come crying to me though when you freeze your ass off!" she laughed. He scampered out the door as she turned to head into the kitchen. A day was never officially started until her first cup of coffee. Pouring herself a mug and adding way more creamer than needed she opened the morning paper to see more depressing stories on