Page 52 of Burn It Down
“Finn! My dad will flip!” I struggled to get into my clothes while he climbed up front.
“Keep your ass back there. No one needs to see you after I make you come. That’s just for me.” Falling with a thud into his seat, he swatted my ass as I shoved my pants on.
“Don’t be ridiculous.” I was smiling widely as I yanked my sweater over my head. I stayed in the back seat.
“Hey, Kyle. What’s up, bro?” Thank goodness, it was, in fact, a friend.
“Got a call. Two horny fucks in the middle of the park. Why am I not surprised it’s you? Never caught you in a park, though. Kind of romantic for you, isn’t it?” I rolled my eyes and kicked the back of Finn’s seat.
“Thanks for that, Kyle. Nothing illegal going on here, bro. How’s your wife?” Finn wiggled his brows, and I kicked his seat again.
“Evening, Gigi.” Kyle called, and my jaw fell open.Did I know a Kyle?
“Hi?” I said it like a question and started to lean forward, but a look from Finn stopped me.
“He doesn’t need to see you, Sweetheart. He knows you’re back there. Someone called? We were out here for hours, my woman’s a photographer, and I literally saw not a single soul.” Finn didn’t seem bothered so I tried to ignore that, for some reason, I did.
“Yeah, it’s kind of late for park goers. Maybe bring your woman home before you let her see what a man you are. Later, dick.” The two actually bumped fists, and Finn turned towards me.
“Come on, Sweetheart. What’s wrong?” Finn helped me up front and brought my hand to his lips as I buckled in.
“Nothing. Maybe something. I don’t know. I’m hungry, baby.” I let him keep my hand as he finally pulled from the lot.
“Mmm, me too. Kind of hungry for pizza. Kind of hungry for your pussy since my blazer smells like it. Mmm, fucking delicious.” I giggled and covered my face, flushing furiously.
“Finn Cooper!” I rolled my eyes when he wet his lips and made a show of adjusting himself at a stop light.
“Your fault. You smell fucking amazing. Especially your sweet pussy. Damn, I wish I could bottle that scent. When you get hot, fuck, it smells good.” I blushed redder, and he laughed, deep and long and I loved it.
Finn decided on pizza, and I waited in the car while he ran in to grab it. The snow was coming down heavy in big, fat flakes. It was so lovely. If I had time, I would have whipped out the camera.
I leaned over the console to help him with the pizzas. Halfway back up, I saw it. Or at least, IthoughtI saw it. A tiny, green mini cooper about a block away. Parked, facing us, with a silhouette inside.
“Got four cheese and half ham and pineapple, half mushroom and bacon for us. Hope you’re hungry. I plan on eating this, then eating some more of you. Gigi?” My eyes flashed up to his as he held the pizza boxes towards me.
“I’m starving, it smells delicious. Sorry. Thought I saw someone I knew.” I frowned, setting the warm boxes on my legs.
Finn didn’t ask, and I was glad. We cuddled on the couch and ate pizza. I conned him into episodes of Dr. Who, mine and Cage’s favorite show, while he rubbed my feet. Midway through the fourth episode, I paused it just when it was getting good.
“Finn…I don’t think Jordan took it too well that I was done trying him out.” I knew I had to tell him even though I rather not.
“What did he say? You told him you’re mine, right?” Finn took the remote and tossed it aside as he watched me.
We still had not worked out the specifics, but I had a good idea we were back together. I didn’t need a label, but this time I wanted one. Eventually. Right now, I knew I didn’t want to be with anyone else.
I also knew we still had things to work through. Like his jealousy, which I enjoyed more than I should, but was pointless. Someday, I wanted all the dirt about his badge bunnies. None of that was getting fixed tonight.
“I did. I explained to him before we went to lunch those few times,” Rather not exacerbate the situation and call them dates, “that I was seeing you and it was complicated. That I was trying to figure things out. I didn’t tell him who you were, not your name or anything. But he knew. He knew a lot more than he should have. Got kind of creepy towards the end; he didn’t take it at all how I expected.” Finn sat up and pushed my legs off his lap. I ached because I could see him struggling with this information.
“That pretty motherfucker comes near you, I’ll fucking kill him. Drop his class. Tomorrow. I don’t demand shit of you, Gigi. Not really. I won’t let you be in his class. We can’t…. we need to do shit right this time, Sweetheart.” I leaned forward and put a hesitant hand at his shoulder; Finn warmed me when he grabbed it and brought it to his face.
“I will. I won’t talk to him or go back. I hated the class, and I think I might talk to my advisor about my major. You’re right. Tonight, at Auburn, I was the happiest I’ve been in a long time. I want to love what I do. Doesn’t mean I know what that is yet.”Besides you.I smiled when he seemed to read my thoughts and smirked at me.
“You tell me if he bothers you, yeah? You promise?” I didn’t want to promise because I didn’t want to upset him if that happened. But I did promise.
“I promise, baby. I’m telling you now, right? I just…I didn’t like how it felt when we were talking. It lasted all of five minutes, and I felt wrong the rest of the day.” I shuddered a little at the memory of unease.
“Did he scare you, Gigi? I’ll fucking kill him. Did he threaten you?” Finn twisted, yanking me into his lap and cradling my face.
