Claire didn't want to hit him with the old 'disappointed' stick. But she was disappointed. It had been a long time since she'd met someone who turned her head and while maybe that was a bit of a theme with cute guys there, they'd been dancing around each other and him getting married to someone else kind of put a dampener on all that.
Damp but not extinguished.
Peter was always a little flirty, but the extra compliments were absolutely called for and she smiled as she gave a little shrug. Well yes. Obviously. "You missed out," Claire said and she didn't say it just to remind him, to rub it in or be a jerk, but a simple statement. "Doesn't mean you have to next time."
Claire gave a huff of a laugh as she kicked him again. It was too hot, her hair was frizzy and a bead of sweat dripped down the length of her spine, but it was nice to get everything out in the open. "You can fuck off if you think we're hanging wedding pictures in the house," she said. Claire leaned back in the chair a little, more relaxed now they were talking and some of the tension eased. "It wasn't all bad, while you were rotting in jail I got a little Vegas smooch. I'd tell you about it, but you know the rule."