"I know, I know, I know-" Tuck said quickly, "and it's going to be fine, you'll see. Jeremiah will be fine and Chris will know where he is," Tuck's smile was so firm, Clio wasn't about to dispute that.
"I hope so," she said, squeezing Will's hand.
"I have champagne!" Tuck exclaimed. "Well. It's bubbles. Cheap fucking bubbles, but I'll go get it," he jumped up and headed towards the kitchen, leaving Stutely and Clio alone for a moment.
Clio let out a heavy breath. "We're just going to celebrate," she said carefully. There were still so many things which could go wrong, but if they focused on the positive for just one night, maybe it would be okay.