Claus X Andy Novels & Stories

I groan internally and I get up. “This is going to be a long talk,” I say, Damien just chuckles, and we make our back downstairs. Xander is sitting on the couch watching the news with a glass of whiskey in his hand and like always he is shirtless in pyjama pants, that man’s body is a threat to the male species, it’s simply beautiful and yes, I know he is my best friend, but admiring does not hurt. Right… “Hey Andy, are you doing, okay?” I ask nervously hoping he doesn’t go all soft on me. I walk over to the couch and sit next to him; he doesn’t even turn to look at me.

I thought Andrew was a tough person despite his fear of his pants, but he proved me wrong when I saw his expression as he climbed the mountain. "Is that true?! I'm sorry, but I don't believe you; I mean, the hot, sexy, and cold Andrew Templeton that I've heard so much about appears to be cold, cruel, and fearless. Oh, how can he be terrified of mountain climbing!" Claudia scoffed, as if she didn't believe her friend when she said Andrew was terrified.

She hurriedly looked around for her bodyguards, only to find that they had already been subdued by Claude's men. Amidst the crowd's confusion, Andy stepped onto the stage. "Good morning, everyone. I am Daphne's ex-boyfriend." The crowd erupted in shock. Xavier's men immediately moved to take him down. At this moment, someone stepped up to him. "Why the hurry, Mr. Lane? Don't you find this person familiar?" It was Claude who asked the question. Upon hearing this, Xavier looked at Andy again and suddenly remembered that he was the one who crashed into Yvette's car. He picked up his phone and instructed his bodyguards not to interfere.

Clara fished the phone out of there crossbody bag, she pressed the okay button and phone on her left ear. "Hello," she said. The girls seated opposite Clara couldn't hear what was being said so they just watched their friend as she stood to her feet and walked towards the door, pulling the open to reveal Xander who stood in the doorway with a red rose in his hands, He wore a pair of dark blue jeans and white sleeve shirt paired with dark boot. He smiled, seeing Clara in the same color of clothes. His eyes traveled along Clara's curve and landed on her exposed belly button and his gaze moved to her slightly round face and red lips. He gulped, hiding his list behind the smile. He tried his har

Nathan POV I walked into my home office, expecting to find Sabrina ready to review the latest notes for my campaign. I wasn’t expecting to see my son standing there, clutching a piece of paper, fat hot tears sliding silently down his cheeks. “Andy, what is it?” I said, dropping my briefcase onto a chair and hurrying to crouch in front of me. Andy threw his arms around me, his little arms squeezing my neck. “It’s Claire!” he cried. “She’s never coming back!”

“We’re with you. Barrister Claudia is the best in her field. Just breathe. Everything’s going to be fine.” Anna smiled faintly and leaned up to peck his lips. “Thanks, darling.” The kiss was soft, fleeting — but it was enough to set off a storm. Across the parking lot, Andy froze mid-step the moment he saw them. His blood simmered. His jaw tightened until his teeth ached. Every muscle in his body went rigid, as if anger had turned him to stone. Penelope noticed his sudden halt and snapped, tugging on his sleeve. “What the hell are you staring at?”

“ that’s a nice name you’ve got there , I’m Mr. Anderson , everyone calls me Andy for short “ “ hi , Mr. Anderson and nice meeting you “ “ nice meeting you too , did you come here alone ? “ “ no sir , I came here with my mom , and sorry but I need to go and meet her “ “ that’s fine , can I have your contact ?” Andy asked “ arhmm, sure sir “ Carl responded as he mentioned his number to Andy . “ I really gotta go eight now , my mom’s probably waiting “ Carl said as he walked hastily away .

I opened my mouth to counter that, half wondering why Ace hadn't said anything yet. "Of course, not!" Another voice beat me to it. I turned sharply to see Xander descending the stairs. My gaze strayed down his body and my pulse quickened. He was clad in sweatpants and a tank top that emphasized his long athletic legs, and broad chest. My mouth went dry. This was the first time I was seeing him in something less casual. "When did you get here, Andy?" He asked as he walked closer to us. His gaze flicked towards my direction and I wrenched mine away from his, mentally slapping myself for getting so carried away.

I frowned and looked at my classmates. “What they on about?” Tommy asked confused. “I picked up a hobby while I was here.” I replied. “Picked up my ass. Andy’s the lead guitarist in our band. Are you going to oblige them or what?” Claude sauntered into the room. I was genuinely happy to see him. “Dude, no one really knows that side of me.” I said in an urgent tone. “Do Streets of London!” uncle Bill called out next door. “Does it matter if they know?” Claude asked gently.

Harris’s POV: As Andy was about to leave, I called her name, she can’t leave me alone with Chloe, not like this, not right now!! “Andy, come on!! Join us!” I said, with pleading eyes, however she shook her head, “nah, I’m fine, enjoy yourselves”, I swear she’ll pay for this! I know I told her not to let Chloe get to her, but I can’t stay with Chloe alone, I know what she’s trying to do.