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Chapter 25
“The good stuff?” Finley snorted and laughed, trying to turn his reaction into a cough when he realized I was serious. “Hell, Duchess. It’s all been good stuff since you invited me into your bed. But I’ll play along.”
With exaggerated care, he unfastened his watchband and laid the expensive timepiece aside.
I froze with my arms akimbo like a clumsy crane. “It’s really not fair,” I pointed out. “I have two volatile locations on my body. You have only one.”
He smirked, crossing strong arms over his chest. “That’s how we know God’s a man.”
This seemed like an inappropriate time to discuss theology, so I tried to finish what I had started. Unfortunately, the darn clasp defeated me. My arms prickled with pins and needles from their pretzel-like position behind my back.
Finley took pity on me. “Give up, Duchess. Never send a woman to do a man’s job.” He kissed the nape of my neck. “You smell good.”
I felt his fingers brush my spine as he wrestled with the jammed hook and eye…then a little give in the elastic when he freed me. Reflexively, my hands came up to cover my breasts, holding the bra in place. “Thank you,” I said breathlessly. “I can take it from here.”
This time his teeth raked the top of my spine. “Why not let me help, sweetheart?” Despite my unspoken objections, he tugged at the bra until I was forced to let it go. I saw him toss it aside. I felt his warmth envelop me when he pulled me into his embrace. “Finley…” I sighed his name like a prayer.
He slid his arms around me. His hands cupped my full breasts. I think we both groaned when he played with my nipples. “Turn around, Duchess. Watch us in the mirror.”
I tended to be critical of my naked image. Strangely enough, I didn’t look half bad with Finley surrounding me. I bit my lip. “Will you answer a question for me.”
He rested his chin on top of my head. “I suppose that depends on the question.”
“Why do you think guys haven’t wanted to sleep with me?” Once I said it, I was horrified. Did I really mean to unlock all my closets and expose the skeletons?
Finley didn’t seem to mind. “There were those two men in the beginning,” he reminded me.
“They don’t count. I’m thirty-two years old, unattached, and eligible. Nobody asks me out on dates these days.”
“Speaking as a guy, I don’t know for sure. My guess would be that you scare them. You’re out of their league—part ice princess, part movie star.”
“Is that what youthink?” Given the fact that he was cupping my breasts and pressing his pelvis to my butt, the answer was hopefully no.
“You probably are out of my league, McKenzie. I’ve always liked a challenge.”
“Oh, good grief…”
He spun me around in his arms and kissed me hard. “I want you constantly,” he complained. “Can’t keep my mind on my work. You’re a distraction for sure. I wouldn’t have it any other way.”
I loved what he was saying. I’d never seen myself as a distraction to anyone, much less a man who could probably have any woman he wanted simply by crooking a finger. I thought Scottish accents were sexy. I’m sure the women over here were taken with Finley’s American drawl.
“I like you, too, Finley. I didn’t think I would. Not after you went out of your way to introduce me to your three friends.”
“You deserved it, Duchess. You kept shoving all that Outlander nonsense in my face. Your TV crush Jamie Fraser. Kilts. Muscles. You brought out my fighting instincts.”
I cupped his cheek with one hand, feeling the late day stubble on his jaw. “I’ll never believe that Finley Craig felt threatened by a fictional hero.” I was enjoying our verbal sparring, though I wanted more.
“You forget that I’ve seen my sister Bella in full-fledged Outlander mode. If she ever met that actor fellow, Sam Heughan, in the flesh, I think she’d probably melt at his feet.”
“I don’t believe it. Not if she’s your sister. Any woman who grew up in the same house you did probably deserves a medal for bravery.”
Finley tangled his fingers in my hair and tipped my head backward. I shivered. Let him think it was the cool bedroom and not his show of dominance. “I like you this way, Duchess. Bare-ass naked becomes you.”
“You haven’t even gotten me out of my pants yet, stud.”
He gaped at me.
“What?” I said. “A girl can’t show a little backbone? You told me I intimidate people. Let’s see if I really can. Take off your jeans, Finley. And I’ll do the same.”
