Page 24 of Finn

Damn, reality is hitting me hard.

And it hurts.

Once I’m fully dressed in my Boots outfit, I pick up my purse from the floor by the sofa and make sure my phone is inside.

It is, so I race out of the room, leaving behind the memories Finn and I made in there.

Thank God I drove myself to his house last night, as I’m able to walk straight out the door and to my car.

Once inside my Honda, I press the button to start it.

“Goodbye, Finn,” I murmur.

I turn around by the garages, and then head down the long driveway, as what might have been, but can never be, fades away in the rearview mirror.

Finn

Yawning and stretching, but with my eyes still closed, I reach across the bed for Sammie. I want to feel her bare skin pressed to mine once again.

And a whole lot more than that.

But wait…

She’s gone.

My eyes fly open, and I glance around. Sammie is not in my bed, nor in the room.

Although there’s no sound coming from the en suite bathroom, she could be in there.

“Sammie?” I call out.

Silence.

“Are you in the bathroom?” I add.

Okay, now I just sound silly. She’s clearly not in there either.

I scan the bedroom once more, particularly the floor, and notice her clothes are all gone. At least the stuff she still had on once we made it up here.

Huh, this is weird.

Why would she leave?

It’s still early. I can tell that from the angle and amount of light coming into the bedroom.

To be sure, though, I check the clock on the nightstand.

Yeah, it’s only a little before eight.

Fuck, I was planning on making Sammie breakfast. Plus, I was definitely going to have her again. Last night was beyond incredible.

Hey, maybe she left a note or a text.

Fuck, my phone is still downstairs.

Tossing back the covers, I get out of bed and throw on a pair of lounge pants. My plan is still to get in a good skate today. But I’ll have to shower and eat something for breakfast first.

But before any of that can happen, I need to check around to see if there’s anything from Sammie to indicate why she took off so early, something I haven’t come across yet.

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