Still smiling at Landon's teasing, Claire joined in the chatter about the hotels.  Gavin was genius with them.  She threw out ideas left and right, and he was the one who would analyze and show her the pros and cons of what she came up with.  A lot of the stuff was a no-go, but when the ideas worked, they really worked.  And then, Gavin called an end to work discussion, and the mood shifted a little, becoming casual as they reminisced about their days in college.<br/><br/>Claire stood, going go the refrigerator and grabbing more drinks for the guys.  She felt so lucky that these men were in her life.  Landon was Gavin's best friend, but over the years, he'd become hers, too.  He was fun to be around, of course, but it was more than that.  He felt like family to her.  And Gavin... Gavin had been with her for the best and worst times in her life.  He was her support, the rock upon which she leaned when she couldn't hold herself up, and the light who brought her back from the pits of despair.  It was Gavin's persistence that she fight and live that had allowed her recovery from the accident be so successful.<br/><br/>She set the drinks on the table and sat, picking up a piece of chicken and popping it in her mouth and smiled.  "So, Landon," she said, her eyes sparking.  "Now that you're home for good, do I get to start parading you in front of my girlfriends?"  Playing matchmaker for him was going to be fun.  He was so great that her friends would be scampering to get to know him.  "Only the best for you," she laughed, "Not like that idiot of a cheerleader you dated in college after you dated me."  So often over the years, she'd teased him about dating someone named "Bambi."