He wanted nothing more than to take her in his arms and give her an appropriate greeting but he messed that up. She had every right to be mad at him. He had been a grade A asshole.
Hearing her giggle brought a smile to his lips. A smile that had been absent for months. "I probably should have planned this out a little better with Lyssa," he murmured. He felt like he was doing nothing but messing this up. He had barely waited five minutes past when they were settled in the motel to set out to find Claire.
"Are you busy?" Shane asked. "I was kind of hoping we could talk," he told her, a little hope shining in his eyes. She hadn't slammed the door in his face so he was taking that as a good sign.