claire: you pushed him away on purpose audrey: nathan would never have stopped trying to save me claire: and you’re trying to protect him audrey: yeah. lucy loved the colorado kid and it cost him everything
"I’m here. Maybe now you can explain why you have been so myterious." He walks towards her slowly, measuring his pace and his words; it has been a few rough and terrible days, he doesn’t want to invade her space, to pressure her into anything.
"I thought… since our first date was interrupted, maybe we could start over."
He isn’t able to hide the surprise. He had thought that after finding out about Lucy, and Duke’s father, kidnapped and everything else she had been forced through she’d want some space, would want some time; think and breath and let things fall into place. But he’s wrong; there she is, standing in front of him with a hopeful smile and shining eyes and looking beautiful and perfect and offering him something he has been dreaming of ever since the first moment he had laid eyes on her.
"Don’t look so surprised. Come on." She nods towards the door, and pulls it open, revealing the inside; dim light and candles and soft music and a table set for two.
"This looks… this looks amazing."
She giggles, a half shy half pleased laugh and he turns to fully face her. He stares at her then, a longing look that he has mastered in doing after a year of practice.
"I’m happy we’re doing this," she says, a tiny smile on her lips and remorseful look in her eyes for all the time they lost.
"Me too," he replies.
He’s in love with her; hopelesly, insanely, irrevocably, and he’s quite sure nothing else in the entire world will ever be able to make him feel the way she does.