Page 60 of Capture The Moment

“So.”

“Not sure where we go from here, but I’m willing to see where this thing leads,” he said.

Harper swallowed hard, feeling like they were standing on the edge of a precipice and about to tip over. It was terrifying and exhilarating at the same time. “I’m scared,” she admitted and leaned her head against his chest.

“Me too,” he whispered against her hair.

“It’s been a long time for me.”

“I know.”

“And I’m not just talking about…well…you know.” Somehow, she couldn’t bring herself to say it.

“Sex?”

She nodded, afraid to raise her eyes to his.

Sliding his hands up and down her back, he said, “We’ll take it slow. You can set the pace.”

“I’m not sure if that makes me feel any better,” she mumbled against his shirt.

He chuckled, the rich sound vibrating against her cheek. “Look at me,” he said softly.

Slowly tilting her face up, she met his gaze and just about melted. His eyes were filled with desire, but they were comforting at the same time.

“I’ll wait for you. For however long it takes.”

At this rate, it might not take long at all, she thought, but she kept her mouth shut.

“All I ask is that we keep the lines of communication open. Don’t shut me out,” he urged.

Nodding, she slipped her arms around his waist and closed the small gap between them, reveling in their closeness.

“There might be some weird moments,” she said. “I still have a lot of stuff to come to terms with…”

“About Blake. Yeah, me too.”

And then she realized that she’d been so caught up in her own head that she hadn’t fully considered how Finn would be feeling about all this. Knowing how loyal he’d been to Blake, he must have been struggling too.

“We’ll figure it out,” he said. It was classic Finn—always trying to make her feel better.

She smiled then, a full-on, high-voltage smile that got him smiling too.

“Not sure what you’re smiling about, but this feels a helluva lot better than earlier.”

“I agree,” she said, and almost without thinking, she slid her arms up around his neck and kissed him. It was just a peck, but it was enough to set off the sparks between them.

“I could use a few more of those,” he said.

“Me too.”

“Yeah?”

“Oh yeah.”

And their lips met again, only this time it wasn’t just a peck. Chests pressed tightly together, Harper opened her mouth to invite his tongue, and it felt like tiny explosions detonating throughout her body. And then Finn’s hands began to move—up and down her back and then into her hair. It had been so long since she’d been touched like this, and it felt like drinking from a well after a long drought. She simply couldn’t get enough.

Suddenly, Finn pulled back, and in a gravelly voice, he said, “Tell me to stop right now, Harper.”