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Lucas Brewer. 29. Owner of Brewer Construction.

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@xmegg-xoxo

Megan laughed, tucking a blonde curl behind her ear and away from the cold breeze. “Ah, some people are so narrow-minded. They don’t like a variety in their wood,” she said, matching his smirk. “Yeah, my dad, my uncle, my grandfather,” she nodded.

Against his better judgment, he chuckled again. This woman, whoever she was, certainly had a sense of humor and Lucas found that he was appreciating that. He shrugged. “I suppose not.” He tucked his hair behind his ears and looked at her again. “So I take it that it’s a bit expected?” he asked.

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@missalexandriax

“Of course it wasn’t the company who fucked up, it hardly ever is but they don’t know that.” Alex’s smirked grew wider. She enjoyed manipulating people, the more powerful the person was the better. “I’m not sure how all this hardware stuff works but all companies are the same - They don’t want bad publicity and would do pretty much anything to prevent them for getting one. There’s no harm in trying, eh?” The girl finished the sentence with a playful wink and a bright smile.

The woman’s idea had merit, but Lucas wasn’t the type that liked to swindle people. He enjoyed getting by on his boyish charm and the honesty he conveyed - people that trusted him were people that would come back for more. And Lucas didn’t want to lose any clients. “I suppose that’s not a bad idea,” he replied, trying to keep himself neutral. “But I don’t think that’ll be the way I go. I appreciate the idea though.”

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@theclaireharrison

Claire watched Lucas and nodded.  “That’s very true. Take a trip to Colorado, plenty of mountains there.” She laughed softly. They’d gone there once when she was younger, they went skiing. It was all fun and games, until her brother broke his leg and they had to go back home. After that, they never went again. “Just a little bit, it’s obviously way more impressive when you climb the Mount Everest.” Claire joked.

Lucas nodded. He’d thought of taking a trip to Colorado or Montana many times, though something had always gotten in the way. He shrugged. “I might try my hand at the Appalachians before I try the Rockies,” he said with a laugh. “But I’m sure it will be fun regardless.” Lucas laughed. “Well, I’ll be sure to come back and tell you when I’ve done so.”

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@theclaireharrison

The smile he gave her, made her think of those sappy romantic comedies she’d watch at night, covered in a blanket with a nice warm cup of tea. One of those smiles the camera would stay on a little too long, but no one cared because it was just so nice. She hated herself for thinking about that at that moment. “I guess you could, with the proper training.” Claire said with a soft smile. “Though, I have to say, I’d already be impressed if you’d make it to the mountain itself.”

Though Claire was a bit awkward, her personality was quirky enough that Lucas appreciated it. He smiled briefly at her before considering her comment. “The training would be necessary, though there’s plenty of mountains to practice on here in America.” He took a sip of his beer. “And here I thought I’d already impressed you?” he asked, flirting just a bit.

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@xmegg-xoxo

Megan licked her tongue over her full lips, nodding as he spoke. “Wow, quite a mouthful there. Though I’m sure there’s someone out there who will go for that,” she said, amusement clear in her voice. “It’s all I’ve ever known. I guess I do.”

He was not oblivious to her tongue moving over her lips, but Lucas did not allow his thoughts to dwell on it. He smirked. “Just a bit. That’s the thing in construction - there are always fancy names for things most people just wouldn’t even think about.” He tilted his head. “Ah. I take it that’s what your family does?”

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@soundslike-harp

Harper shrugged, her amusement stopping her from leaving. “I do.” She confirmed with a small nod. She tucked a stray hair behind her year. “So…I’ll be seeing you around Mr Hardwood.” 

He couldn’t help himself and Lucas began to chuckle again. He would never live this down. “I’m sure you will be,” he replied. “Though I hope next time, you actually remember my name.”

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@missalexandriax

“That is a beautiful color.” The girl assured him with a light grin. “But I can see why this misunderstanding might baffle you. Have you tried going to the place where you bought it and demand you get the piece you ordered? Say it was their mistake and if they don’t fix it you bring this matter to the court? I’m rather experienced with this kind of stuff if you need me to help you.” Alex offered him, her grin turning into a smirk.

Lucas smiled at the woman. She had a disarming way about her and he wondered how he had never noticed her before. He began to chuckle at her idea. Though it had merit, he knew he could never do that. He shook his head. “I’m afraid I can’t do that, seeing as it was my foreman who made the mistake in the first place. And, as much as he drives me crazy, I don’t think I’d sue him over a measly five grand.”

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@theclaireharrison

Claire wasn’t sure how to respond to, what she assumed was a compliment. So basically all that left her lips was nothing but a slightly nervous chuckle. It was strange to imagine that a guy like Lucas didn’t think she was boring. As someone who worked with construction, a simple high school counselor wasn’t that interesting. At least, she imagined so. “Mount Everest? That sounds extremely dangerous and tiring. But it is pretty awesome if you make it. Definitely a good conversation starter.” 

The chuckle that left her lips was unexpected, but Lucas merely smiled at her in what he hoped was a rather disarming way. He enjoyed getting to know people that were different from himself, for he was around people like himself most of the day. It was nice to learn about someone different. He took another drink. “I don’t think I’d make it to the top,” he admitted with a grin. “But I would like to at least do part of it. Get to the first summit. Maybe someday.”

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@missalexandriax

Noticing the man from across the street scolding someone, Alex couldn’t help but feel a little intrigued in his conversation. She was never the eaves dropping kind of girl but the volume of his voice made it kind of  hard to ignore. Alex raised her eyebrow and turned around to head over to the male. “I couldn’t help but hear your little situation you have going on.” She began speaking politely. “What kind of floor boards did you receive because maybe I can help you.”

Lucas saw the beautiful woman walking towards him and thought little of it. In a small town like this, his voice tended to carry, and he braced himself for another scolding. But then she surprised him. He didn’t really think this woman could help him, but Lucas indulged her anyway. “Kenyan acacia,” he murmured. “Beautiful color. Rare. Hard to find.” He shook his head ruefully. “But now we have to find the Brazilian poplar that was requested.”

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@xmegg-xoxo

Megan nodded along as the stranger told his story. She was listening… sort of. Though she was a little distracted by the word hardwood and a smirk crept onto her lips. “It’s his mistake. He should pay. Can you not send it back? Or use the wood for something else?” She rubbed her lips together. “Yeah. I’m a law student. Second year.”

The blonde was beautiful, though as the smirk crept to her lips, Lucas could imagine what she was finding funny. He ran his hand over his face as he looked at her. “I’ll probably repurpose it,” he murmured. “Though I don’t know how many people want Kenyan Acacia hardwood flooring.” He shook his head. “Do you enjoy that?” he asked, curious.

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@theclaireharrison

“I told you I was quite boring, didn’t I?” Claire teased. “In case you hadn’t noticed, I don’t really do very well with social gatherings.” She laughed softly as she took a sip from her beer. “I haven’t. It’s definitely on my bucket list though. Not that I actually have one…” Claire frowned at her own sentence. It was just cringeworthy. Though, apparently the male didn’t really seem to bother her awkward ways, so she just quickly took another sip and smiled.

“Somehow,” he murmured. “I don’t think boring is the term I’d use to describe you.” He let out a chuckle, kind of surprised that such a beautiful woman was so self-aware. It was utterly refreshing. “I understand the sentiment,” he agreed with her. “Though I’d have to say that on my bucket list is hiking Mount Everest. It’s a bit of a pipe dream and I won’t be upset if it doesn’t happen, but I think it’s something to strive for.”

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“The one and only.” Claire joked. “I did go to a party or two when I was at UPenn, but other than that, I was pretty boring.” Claire laughed softly. When he told her about his opinion on the Harry Potter books, she shrugged. “I don’t even care about the few plot holes. The fact that J.K. Rowling practically let me grow up in Hogwarts was great.” Claire said with a soft laugh. 

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Lucas chuckled. “Only a party or two?” he asked, still teasing just a bit. While Lucas wasn’t much of a partier, he’d cut loose in high school and afterwards. It was only after he moved back to Clayborn that he felt as if he was finally growing up. He took another sip of his drink. “Have you been to the amusement park?” he asked. “One of my cousins is obsessed with that place.”

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She couldn’t help but laugh at his question about being a bookworm at school. “Oh yeah. I was probably the biggest one in the entire school.” Claire said with a soft laugh. “I had a small bunch of friends, but that was it. And even back then I was basically the ‘mom’ of the group. The responsible one.” She’d always been that way. Always worried about everything and everyone. Feeling responsible, even for someone else’s actions. “Well, you did choose a good one. All the Harry Potter books are still practically my favorite books.” 

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Lucas chuckled along with Claire, finding it sort of endearing that she was so open about who she was. He didn’t see that with many women and found it refreshing. “The responsible one, huh?” he asked. “So I take it you’re not the kid who went and cut loose all the time?” He took another sip of his drink. “Really? I thought that the books themselves were interesting, though some of them have some plot holes in them.” He shrugged. “But that’s true of most everything.”

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@theclaireharrison

Claire smiled at the guy. Honestly, she had no clue why the guy still seemed interested in having dinner with her. It was quite rare. “Yeah, I wish it were that simple.” Claire laughed softly. “Oh– all kinds of. I love biographies, but I also love all sorts of fiction. The sappy romantics, though they definitely have to be well-written, but I love fantasy as well. Anything, honestly.” She was glad that Lucas didn’t seem to care about her dorky and awkward ways. For once, it gave her a slight bit of hope that maybe not all was lost after everything that had happened during her time at UPenn. 

To Lucas, it simply was that simple. If you wanted to change something, you changed it. But he didn’t want to offend Claire and so he did not say that. He simply smiled at her before he took a long sip of his beer. He enjoyed listening to her speak about her hobbies, finding that she seemed genuinely happy about it. “So you were a bookworm in school?” he teased her. “I like reading, but the last thing I’ve read was probably Harry Potter.”

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@theclaireharrison

Claire nodded. “Yeah, I get that. Though, I do have to admit that I am currently living for work. It’s pretty sad actually.” Claire said as she frowned lightly, as if she only realized right now that all she’d been doing recently was work. “That sounds like fun. I’m quite boring. I like reading a good book in a nice comfy chair with a good cup of tea. And hiking is fun too. I don’t know, I usually spend my nights reading or watching a movie.”

“It doesn’t have to be sad,” he commented, well aware that he didn’t know Claire aside from thinking she was beautiful and inviting her to dinner. But there was something about her that made him want to know more. “You can always just...find something you enjoy.” He looked over at her again. “What kinds of books do you enjoy?” he asked. “I’ll admit I watch more movies than I should, but I’m happiest when I’m outside.”

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@theclaireharrison

“Oh, definitely.” Claire laughed. She took a sip of her own beer and listened to his words. “But you do like it, right? Or do you do it just for the money?” Claire asked curiously. Lately it seemed like more and more people took jobs they weren’t interested in at all, just because it made good money, or was something they were skilled enough for. To her, the most important part of the job was the fact that you liked what you were doing.

He threw a wink at her and grinned. At her question, Lucas shrugged. “I enjoy some aspects of it. Some I don’t. But that’s life, right?” he asked her. “I don’t live to work - I work to live. So there are other things I enjoy. Hiking, camping, canoeing, really anything that has to do with being outdoors. What do you like to do?” he asked her.

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@theclaireharrison

“Well, then I’m very impressed.” Claire said with a soft chuckle. When Lucas asked her whether being the guidance counselor was something she always wanted to do, Claire shook her head. “Oh no, definitely not. I wanted to be everything when I was younger. I wanted to be a pediatrician, an astronaut, an archaeologist, a teacher, a stay at home mom, a chef and a neuroscientist. I only figured it out when I was in my senior year of psychology that I wanted to do become a guidance counselor. And you? You always wanted to work in construction?”

“Ah, you’re impressed? Then my plan is complete,” he replied with a wry grin. Lucas took another sip of his beer, enjoying the taste, as he listened to Claire. She certainly sounded like she was someone that enjoyed all life had to offer. “That sounds like a great many things,” he said. “Me? No. But it’s something I’ve always been good at. And if I can make money doing something I’m good at, then why not?”