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He breathed deeply. “All right, I’m going to make this really easy for you. I’ve only had one recurring fantasy for the last twelve years. Only one. It varied in location, position, and even accessories, but there was always one constant.”
Accessories? “What’s that?”
“You.” He leaned in. “My fantasy is to fuck you.”
Her stomach flip-flopped and she had to keep herself from letting out the squeal caught in her throat. “Me?” She brought her hand up to her chest. “You’ve wanted…me?”
“I’ve always wanted to see what you’d look like when you whip your glasses off and let your hair down.”
“Didn’t you just see that just last night?” When she had dropped her clothes in a room full of strangers.
“Yes, but the show wasn’t for me. I need to know that everything you do is for me, because of me.”
Didn’t he know that already? Didn’t he know she’d spent almost her entire life wishing and hoping Finn O’Reilly would notice her?
But he was too late to fulfill the girlish dreams she’d written about in her diary all those years ago. She was no longer that starry-eyed teenager. And knight on a white horse he was not.
“Why now?” she asked skeptically. If they were going to do this, she needed to know it was for real. “If that’s really how you felt…why hold back for the last twelve years?”
“It…” He let out a slow breath and ran his hands though his hair. “Let’s just say I’m finally going to do what I want.”
What he wanted? That meant… He’d wanted the same things she had for the last twelve years. Her head spun with the revelation. Damn! She’d kick herself later for wasting so much time being afraid.
“Even though we’re friends?”
“So much the better.” He said it so matter-of-factly. As though he had thought long and hard about this.
“Even though my brother is your best friend?”
“Don’t care what he thinks.” He shrugged.
“Even if—”
His finger pushed against her lips. “You told me last night you’re interested in some practice. Well, I’m safe. I’m nonjudgmental. I’m great in bed.” He smiled, a wide grin. If he’d been a cartoon, his tooth would have sparkled. “I’m perfect.”
Yes, yes, he was perfect. But for more than simply being a good fuck buddy prospect. He deserved far more. But a fuck buddy was all she could give him. Anything more would lead to trouble. Their lives were heading in opposite directions.
At her prolonged hesitation, he took his offer to the next level. “I can schedule Cal five nights a week.”
Five nights a week? She flashed her own wide grin. That was a lot of private time.
“I’m guessing you agree with my offer.”
Their eyes met and she forgot how to breathe. The hunger staring back at her was what she had dreamed of her entire life, and in that moment she realized that every time he looked at her, she needed him to want her just this much. She wanted him to remember last night in the alley. That the little sister image was no longer acceptable. Screw different lifestyles. She was going to indulge every sexual urge she’d repressed while taking care of her siblings. And she was going to have a shitload of fun doing it.
She swallowed and solidified her counteroffer.
“Okay. I’ll agree to your proposition, but I want something in return.”
“I’m already offering to help you and you want more. Sounds like the Veronica I know.”
He didn’t mean it in a bad way—he smiled while he said it. She had always been demanding. How else was she supposed to get what she wanted? Finn, Mark, and Cole had become fast friends when they were all in foster care. Making friends hadn’t been so easy for Veronica. So she’d tagged along, becoming the annoying little sister to all three of the boys. And she’d played the helpless waif card perfectly. A little too perfectly, it seemed, because to this day, both Finn and Mark took her for a weak little girl who always needed someone to rescue her. Hence Finn’s very generous offer.
He was giving her a chance to move forward with her life as she’d wanted, but she decided to take it one step further. “You’re going to make sure you’re not working three out of his five nights.”
“V, I already have set days off, I can’t exactly change my schedule to accommodate—”
She tipped her head. “I’ve got a lot of fantasies, Finn.”
