Page 19 of Dirty Little Secret


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It’s not the first time his choice of words has caused my heart to soar.

I’ve known Finn most of my life. He had one serious relationship, if you can call it that. He was a freshman in high school, and she was a senior. They lasted a little over six months. She took his virginity, and he took her to prom. He broke up with her that summer, shortly after summer break started. I haven’t seen him date anyone since. Not seriously anyway. Though I doubt he’s been celibate the whole time.

In fact, there’s no way. Not with the skills he possesses.

“What if we wait a little while? Let him get used to me being around more.”

“Like what? Hang out asfriendswhen he’s around?”

Letting out a sigh, I roll out from under him and throw back the covers. Curling my toes into the carpet as I stand, my nudity suddenly makes me self-conscious. I scan the floor for our discarded clothes. I can feel Finn’s gaze on my backside, and as much as I like it, I know he’ll distract me if I don’t cover myself.

“I haven’t been around much this year.” After digging through my underwear drawer, I choose a sexy lace thong and slip it on quickly. “Maybe we should ease him into the idea.” Silk shorts are next, followed quickly by a tank. When I’m fully dressed, I turn to face him. He’s sitting up against my headboard, sheet pulled up around his waist, watching my every move. However, I can’t read his eyes. His lips are firmly pressed together, the only indication he’s not liking where this conversation is headed. “I’m not saying let’s hide this from him forever, but it is still new for us. What if you change your mind next week?”

“I won’t,” he growls.

“You could possibly throw your friendship away for a quick fling.”

“Not going to happen.”

“Just think about it. There’s no need to rush and tell everyone. Though, I’m sure Kendall is very aware of what we were doing last night.” I feel the blush creep up in my cheeks, which brings a smile to his face.

“She better be, or I didn’t do my job right.”

Rolling my eyes, I take a seat on the edge of the bed next to him and cup his face with my good hand. “Look, I’m not going anywhere. I want this as much as you do. It’s all I’ve wanted for as long as I can remember. Why are you in such a rush to tell everyone?”

“Because you’re mine, Willow. I want everyone to know that.”

“I’ve been yours for years, Finn. Years. Let that sink in. That won’t change. This …” I say, motioning between us, the gauze streaking past his body catching my eye. The white a stark contrast to the color of his skin. “This is not about anyone else but us. Their opinion doesn’t matter. But I’d hate for you to ruin your friendship with Max and we both know how his mind works. No matter when we decide to tell him, he’s going to reject the idea. Why not let him see how much we care about each other? It might make it easier for him to accept this in the end.”

Finn’s only response is a growl before he captures my lips. His kiss is gentle but needy. I give him exactly what he needs, moving to straddle him, and he groans in appreciation when I grind against his growing erection.

“Keep doing that and I’m going to ruin your sheets,” he warns, thrusting upward as he slows our kiss before pulling away. “You’re afraid to tell him, aren’t you?”

I nod as I attempt to get my breathing back under control.

“He’s messed up right now, Finn. Losing my dad …”

I don’t have to finish the sentence. Finn’s been by his side since Max got the call. He was there when he told me. Drove him home the next morning to be with my mother. Helped carry my father’s casket.

Max and Finn have stood by each other’s side since they were in diapers. The last thing I want is for this to ruin their friendship.

“No matter what he says, thinks, or does when we tell him, nothing will change the way I feel about you. If you want to wait a little while, I can do that, but I don’t want to wait too long, LT. If he finds out from someone other than me or you, it’ll make things harder. You do realize that, right?”

Again, I nod.

Because he’s right. The longer we wait to tell him, the greater the chance people will figure out what’s going on. The better the odds that he catches us. He needs to hear it from me. Or Finn, but preferably me. I want to tell Finn all of that, but I don’t. Instead, I strip my clothes off and give him what he needs most.

Reassurance that I’m all in. That I feel the same way about him.

I give him my body, heart, and soul. Three things that have always been his.

After a shower, where round four consisted of me with my back pressed against the tiled walls, Finn and I finally dressed and left the safety of our little bubble. Thankfully, Kendall was nowhere to be found. A note on the counter in front of the coffee maker made it perfectly clear I wouldn’t be able to escape her inquisition forever though.

LO,

Working until four, then I have an interview for the summer counselor gig. Meet me for dinner at The Bull at six. You have some explaining to do. No penis allowed.

XOXO - K

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