COMPLICATED

Claire let out another groan of frustration as she dialed Nick's number and it led her straight to voicemail for the umpteenth time.

"Why did he give me his number when he wouldn't pick up his f**king phone!" she exclaimed in frustration and tossed her phone to the far end of her bed.

A soft knock suddenly sounded on her door and she drew a sharp breath.

"What do you want Liam?" she snapped, certain that it was her little brother at her door. Certain that he had woken up. She had tucked him in bed like an hour ago.

"It is me," a deep masculine voice sounded and she flinched, and then stood up slowly and moved to the door. The door hadn't been locked but as she reached the door, she turned the doorknob, locking it.

It was her father at the door. The man who had walked out on them for some job abroad. It was the first time she was hearing his voice since he left them after divorcing her mom. It was the first time since he left that he was this near.