Karaoke

Lavender and vanilla.

The faint scent caused his head to whip around, scanning the room for the source. He knew that smell, even though it had been years since he had been in its presence.

From the darkened back corner, his eyes focused on a small group along the wall about 50 feet in front of him. The tall blonde had her back to him, but he could see the two guys she was with: Sean, the werewolf pup, and an unknown brunette, who looked like a pipsqueak next to the wolf.

The blonde spun around and waved towards the entrance with a huge smile on her face. His eyes followed the trajectory and his breath caught in his chest.

Claire.

She waved back to Quinn, completely oblivious to everyone in the room. She made her way to the bar, leaning over to talk to the bartender. His eyes wandered over her form. She had more curves to her body. The leather pants only hinted at that fact. The corset emphasized her hourglass figure and the white off the shoulder top revealed her slender neck, sho