Page 78 of The Complication with the Best Man

Seriously!?

LOL Did you have something else in mind?

Tell me more about tucking me in at night.

Ah, yes. I’m looking forward to it.

Will you be tucking yourself in beside me?

Do you want me to?

I think you know the answer to that question.

Fuck woman, now I’m going to have blue balls for the next 900 miles.

thirty-seven

FINN

I was hoping to plow through today and make it back but there was a detour that set me back.

Finn, what are we doing?

You getting nervous now that I’m almost home?

Maybe? I just don’t know what we’re doing.

Harp, if this is you asking me what I want, let me be clear. I want to be with you. I want to give this thing between us a go. I think we owe it to ourselves and our child. If it doesn’t work, it doesn’t work, and I think we’re adult enough to still be able to coparent together afterward. But I think it can work. All I know is that when I’m not with you I’m thinking about you and wishing I was. And then when I’m around you all I want to do is to strip you down and hear you scream my name in pleasure again. One night wasn’t enough for me. I want you all the damn time. But if you don’t want that, I’ll respect your wishes and never mention it again. So I suppose the question is… what do you want?

You.

See you tomorrow then. xo

thirty-eight

HARPER

My phone rings, and I almost leap up off my office chair.

I’m wound so tight because today is the day that Finn returns to Lake Starlight. Our daily check-ins when he was done driving each day have felt like foreplay, as though we’ve been edging each other for days and days, and now that he’s returning, my body feels as if it’s a hair’s breadth from combusting.

I knew when he left that I’d miss his company. What I didn’t realize was how much. So much so that I was willing to admit to it over text apparently. It felt so much easier that way, not having to look him in the eye and tell him that my attraction to him is about more than our sexual chemistry. It was the chickenshit way out, which isn’t usually my style.

But this feels big. As big as when I found out I was pregnant in some ways.

I pick my phone up off the desk and see Maven’s name.

“Hey, Maven.” I try to keep my voice relaxed so as to not give away where my head is at.

“Hey. How’s it going?”

“It’s going.” I close my laptop. I can’t concentrate on anything today.

She gives me a knowing chuckle. “You still expecting Finn home tonight?”

“At some point, yeah. I haven’t heard any differently.”

“Then I’m going to stay at my parents’ place tonight. Give you guys some privacy.”

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