Page 36 of Falling for Finn

“Yes, it is! Aspen thinks it is anyway, so we have to treat it as such.”

“Well, if that’s the case, prepare to put out afterward. I like eating my dessert in bed.”

Her jaw drops, and I chuckle. I’ve left her speechless—for once.

After I leave, I drive to the bakery and meet up with my mom, who gives me a to-do list. With the celebration in only two days, we still have a lot of things left to get done.

“How’s Oakley?” she asks.

“Fine.”

“I can’t wait to see her painting.”

“It’s coming together nicely.”

“And?”

I face my nosy mother. “And what?”

“How are you two getting along?”

I shrug, not wanting to share any details. “Alright, I guess.”

She comes closer, lowering her voice. “Aspen’s been asking personal questions about her nonstop. I think she’s jealous.”

Rolling my eyes, I scoff. “Doubtful.”

“She told me you’re going on a double dinner date tonight?”

“She asked Oakley, who agreed. I wouldn’t have.”

“Well, I’m sure you’ll have a lovely time.”

By the time I get home, I’m ready to crash and cancel our plans. However, as soon as I see Oakley coming down the stairs, I change my mind. I also completely forget how to breathe.

“Wow…” I admire every inch of her curvy body.

“Too much?” she asks self-consciously, smoothing her palms down the sides of her dress. “Jessa let me borrow it.”

“No, I think it looks great. Surprised my cousin had something like that in her closet. Honestly, I don’t think I’ve ever seen her wear a dress.”

She giggles. “Yeah, she said she’s only worn it once and never plans to again.”

“Fits you perfectly,” I tell her. “I’ll go shower and be ready in a half hour.”

Once I’m dressed in black slacks and a button-up, I meet Oakley downstairs. She’s sitting on the couch, scrolling on her phone. When she lifts her head, she quickly lowers her gaze down my body.

“You clean up nice, Country Boy. But you’re missing something.”

I look down at myself, mentally checking off all the boxes—shoes, pants, shirt. Brushed my hair and teeth.

“What are you talking about?”

She gets to her feet, then points at the couch. “Sit.”

I look at my watch, seeing that we don’t have much time, but I’m curious, so I obey.

She takes me by surprise and straddles my legs after I sit. When she moves against my groin, I instinctively grip her hips.

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