Her Collateral Bride: A Lesbian Age Gap Romance

“My dad wouldn’t have hurt me or anything.”

Claire blinked. “I know. It was just…Jenny asked Snake to

do it and he did, and when I found out, I didn’t stop him. I

wanted to make sure you were safe, and if I couldn’t watch

over you myself, then I wanted him to be able to do it. He’s

your bodyguard and I’ve simply kept him on the payroll and in

the house. I’m sorry if you find that intrusive, it’s just that I—”

“I don’t find it intrusive.” Maybe she should, but Claire had

done it because she wanted to keep her safe. It meant that she

cared. “I know you care about me in your own way,” Haley

whispered.

Claire was still so close, so she took a chance and grasped

her hand. It fit into hers so perfectly. They were just as warm

and soft as she remembered.

“I know you think it won’t be enough, but it’s everything to

me. I have no anger or bitterness about what happened. I just

missed you and that was it. I kept wishing things could be

different, and finally, my grandma pointed out that they could

be if I wanted them to. I have to say, I only started believing

her on the drive to your house, but I already feel so much

better. I already think it’s possible. My grandma is rarely

wrong about anything. I know it’s going to take a lot of work

and probably a lot of convincing, but I’m not going to give

you up. I’m not going to—”

Her words were lost as Claire surged forward. She buried

one hand in Haley’s hair and dragged her forward, setting her

other hand at her waist to brace her against the powerful

onslaught of the kiss. Their mouths crashed together, and their

bodies followed.

Haley entangled Claire in her limbs, wrapping her arms