No Strings Attached novel (Clara and Ian) novel Chapter 277

"Uh-huh, I'm here."

"When can I see you?"

Her voice had a slight nasal quality to it, and at the sound, Ian felt a tremor in his heart. "Sweetheart, step out onto the balcony and see how thick the snow is. Send me a picture."

Clara dragged herself up from the couch lethargically and stood by the window. Blinking away the sleep from her eyes, she peered down at a world blanketed in white. She leaned against the window sill, tilting her head back to gaze at the sky where snowflakes danced their descent.

With a soft sigh, she murmured, "It's still coming down, Ian. I'm afraid we won't be together for Christmas."

Ian chuckled softly, "Missing me that much?"

"Mmm, a lot."

"Then keep your eyes peeled and look outside."

Bewildered, Clara gazed out the window. Suddenly, specks of light appeared against the snowy backdrop. Under Clara's watchful eye, the lights gradually formed a huge heart shape. Her eyes widened in astonishment.

Just then, a kaleidoscope of fireworks burst forth from the snowy grounds, lighting up the night sky. They bloomed like flowers in the air, petals of light cascading down.

Clara was stunned by the sight before her. Her throat felt like it was clogged with cotton, and she couldn't utter a sound.

Ian gazed up at the petite figure on the balcony, a sly smile playing on his lips. "Clara, I miss you so much. You have no idea."

With a choked voice, Clara began, "Ian, I—"

She wanted to say she missed him too, but before she could finish, she saw a tall and broad silhouette standing beneath the heart of lights. The man was clad in a black coat, looking up, his eyes locked with hers.

For a moment, Clara's heartbeat seemed to stop, reminiscent of their reunion three years ago. She stared at the man in the snow, speechless, until finally she stammered, "You're such a liar."

Ian's lips curled into a smile. "Clara, get dressed and come down."