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He presses his forehead against mine and inhales deeply.
“Forgive me, for keeping it from you, for going to Archer…”
“No, none of that. I’m just a jealous asshole. I’m glad you had him. I am, even if he is very pretty…”
Finn runs his nose along my cheek.
“I see no one but you. Why do you think I waited…?”
I puff up with that. “That’s true. I was your first.”
“And you’re going to be my only.”
“God, yes,” I say, wanting to go again, but Finn is pulling away, already running late.
“Don’t be mad,” he says, shrugging on his jacket, looking way too hot for a casual coffee with a friend.
“Could you put on some rags instead? Maybe a dirty shirt? Or a ski mask?” I ask.
Finn chuckles, running a hand through his hair. “You’re ridiculous.” And then his eyebrows meet. “You’re not upset?”
I sigh and shake my head. “No, go have fun. It’s hard to stay mad when my ass is so happy.”
“I like you jealous, you know,” he says, glancing back at me from the doorway.
“Yes, well, I won’t be jealous for long. I know it’s an issue. I’m a work in progress. Pretty soon you can be out and about with all sorts of pretty men and I won’t care.”
Finn snorts a laugh and then walks back to me, pressing his lips to mine. I arch into him, wanting more, but he pulls away too quickly.
“I’ll bring you a coffee to your parents’ when I’m done.”
“Fine. And a scone too if you really want to grovel.”
He chuckles and then looks a little concerned. “Want me to drop you off….”
“Finn, just go! I’ll be fine. I’ll call a ride when I’m ready to head out.”
He looks unsure, but still pulls himself away from me and leaves. Ugh, I miss him terribly and he’s only been gone a few seconds. I can’t even bring myself to think of those days in college when we were apart for weeks. That was just a torturous and bleak time, and now those feelings have multiplied tenfold.
I am a clinger and I’m not even ashamed about it.
I want to text him to come back to me, but I wouldnever. I’m an adult. Not really, but I can at least be an adult about this.
I flop back down on the pillows and stare at the ceiling. I need a hobby. Maybe some pottery classes or some shit. I can make my dad pots for his plants.
God, he’d like that. He would get all sniffly when I gave them to him. I just know it.
I shift on my side and grab for my phone to see if there are any community classes I could take, and a soft grunt escapes me when I move. My ass is mega sore, and my leg is kind of hurting me. If I’m honest, I probably overdid it this weekend. There was a lot of walking involved, not that I was about to complain. I wasn’t about to ruin that trip for him.
I lift up my arm and sniff. Yep, I need to shower before I head over to my parents’ place to watch Vincent for a bit.
I need to make sure that little dude doesn’t headbutt his way into the greenhouse and eat my dad’s beets.
Fucking goat.
I get ready and leave quickly because the absence of Finn is making my chest ache and I need a distraction. Luckily, I find it with Vincent while walking him around the block. He’s dressed in a little yellow raincoat that my dad purchased for him online. It rained last night, and the ground is slick with puddles. Hopefully we make it home before another downpour starts.
I splash through a small puddle as Vincent bleats merrily, stopping occasionally to munch on pieces of grass growing from the road. To be honest, this outing is a bit shady. Without Finn next to me, the road seems a lot more uneven, this part of the city not having any sidewalks, and the rain we’ve had the past few weeks has made potholes in the asphalt.
