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“Are you serious?” I ask.
“For sure, I am. I can see something is going on with you and Ellie, something more than the standard ‘we just want to fuck each other’s brains out.’”
“Well, there is still that,” I admit quietly.
“Yeah, but there’s more,” he states correctly. “And our friendship is far important than a fucking bet. So, talk to me, man.”
When you take away all of the joking and jabbing at each other, Finn really is my friend.
He’s a good guy.
I certainly can’t talk to Arden about this, but I can with him.
So I will.
Peering over at Finn from across the table, I say, “I think I’m fucked, man.”
He knows right away. “Shit, you’ve fallen for her, haven’t you?”
I nod. “I have.”
“So, how does she feel about you?”
I shrug. “I can’t be certain, ’cause it’s not like we’ve discussed it, but I think she feels the same way. I get that vibe from her, you know? We definitely have something building.”
“I feel you.” His brow creasing, he asks, “What’s holding you back from taking things to the next level? Is it Arden?”
I let out a sigh and, leaning back even farther, I cross my arms. “Yeah, there’s that, of course. I mean, I still don’t want to be the guy who said he could be trusted who beds the man’s sister. But also, like I said, I’m not 100 percent sure on how she feels. I don’t even know what her plans for the future are. Hell”—I throw my hands up in the air—“for all I know, she could be going back to Chicago in January.”
“Dude…” Finn blows out a breath. “Hasn’t she said anything to you about what she’s planning to do?”
I shake my head. “Not one word.”
“Have you asked her straight up what her plans are?”
Sheepishly, I admit, “Um, not really.”
“Okay.” He blows out a breath. “So that’s a hard no.”
“It is,” I confess. “But in my defense, the subject never comes up.”
“Well, it needs to,” Finn says. “You have to talk to her. At least about what she plans to do next. I mean, it’s not like she’s going to stay at your house forever.”
I feel a pang in my heart, and I murmur softly, “What if I want her to? Would that be so awful?”
Our food arrives then, so the conversation ends.
But not before I hear Finn mutter under his breath, “Fuck, you’ve got it bad.”
He’s right about that, and he’s also correct that I need to talk to Ellie.
Before I continue to allow myself to fall for her—not that I could stop even if I wanted to—I have to know she’s not leaving.
At the very least, if she is, I need to back way the fuck off.
Spending any time with her at all will have to stop.
Ellie
