Page 89 of Falling for Finn

Before I can finish, Levi appears next to her and grabs her arm. “Let’s go.”

“Get your hands off me!” she squeals, trying like hell to fight against him, but it’s pointless. He’s bigger and stronger than her. He pulls her down the steps and toward his truck.

“Finn! Tell them! Tell them we’re in love and getting married!” she shouts over her shoulder.

“Shut up,” Levi snaps, opening the door and making her get inside. Once he slams it shut, he points at me. “You owe me, dude. You know how much I despise being anywhere near her.”

“I’ll go with him and make sure she doesn’t kick his ass,” Jessa says, rushing over to Levi’s truck and squeezing in. Once he shifts it into gear, gravel flies up, and they speed off.

“Oakley,” I say her name in disbelief that she’s here.

She meets me on the porch.

“What…what are you doing here?”

“Apparently witnessing The Housewives of Vermont in action.”

“I swear, she was here when I got home. I didn’t invite her.”

“I know, Finn.” She says it with so much certainty that I want to pull her in for a hug for not thinking the worst of me. “Might want to change those locks when you get a chance.”

Breathing out a sigh of relief, I invite her inside. “But that doesn’t answer my question. What are you really doing here?”

She smirks. “I read your letter and wanted to respond…in person.”

“Oh.” I scratch my cheek, gazing down her body, tempted as hell to kiss her.

“But first, I have to ask…” She tilts her head at me in amusement. “Can I crash here tonight?”

CHAPTER NINETEEN

OAKLEY

TWO HOURS PRIOR

The plane rattlesas it lands on the runway. The late-evening view from above is as stunning as it is in person. An immediate chill hits me as I deplane, and though it’s only been two weeks since I was here, it already feels colder than before. Good thing I packed the right clothes this time.

Jessa waves frantically at me when she finds me at baggage claim. She rushes over and hugs me tight. “I’m so glad you’re back.”

I laugh, letting her squeeze me. “Me too. Though I’m second-guessing this weather.”

“Oh shush. It grows on you, and you’ll be used to it in no time.” She waves me off, grabbing my large suitcase while I take the other.

Returning to California after being here for three weeks was a big adjustment, and not because of the weather. The time zone difference and being without Finn sucked.

“He’s going to flip out when he sees you.”

“I hope he doesn’t mind me showing up unannounced.”

“Are you kidding? He’s been wallowing for weeks. You’re doing us all a favor, trust me.” She groans, and I chuckle.

Finn wasn’t the only miserable one.

From the first moment I walked into my apartment, it felt wrong. The loud city noises and my neighbors yelling at each other in the middle of the night drove me nuts. Not to mention how cold and lonely my bed was. I felt like a stranger in my own home. But I figured it was because I’d been gone so long.

I’d convinced myself that once I got on schedule and unpacked my stuff, my life would return to normal.

However, days later, it didn’t. My boxes from Vermont arrived, and I had no desire to unload them. I told my landlord I wasn’t renewing my lease and would be out by the fifteenth.

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