Ryker's POV
"What're you doing, Claire?"
The sensation of Claire's warm breath on my neck was palpable as I drew her nearer to the cabin. Inadvertently, her lips grazed my skin, sending a shiver down my spine. The interplay of the cool ocean breeze and the heat emanating from our bodies, imbued with the effects of beer, elicited a delightful tingling sensation that coursed through my entire being.
"I am not doing anything." Claire giggled.
I release a measured breath, allowing the air to escape my lungs and, with it, my heightened state of agitation. "It is nice to have a sibling," Claire whispered.
"If I can get rid of Russell, I'll give her to you." I chuckled.
With a light and carefree laugh, Claire expressed her amusement. "What if I want a brother just like you?"
"I do not wish
