Page 58 of The Seducer
“No, but…” I bit my lip and furrowed my brow, but Finn was already crawling into bed.
“I’ve made up my mind,” he said. “I’m sleeping here. The offer for me to take the floor has expired.”
Choose your battles,I told myself and used the bathroom to do my breathing exercises. Only they weren’t working like normal and there was an unfamiliar nervous energy running through me. Finn was bossy and dominant to a fault, but I couldn’t lie to myself any longer. I was fascinated by him and curious about what he was hiding.
Sometimes when we argued I found my body tingling with sensations that I couldn’t name. There was annoyance yes, but also a warmth and something else that I classified as feeling intrigued, although I had a suspicion it might be something else. With stubborn determination, I refused to examine my feelings for Finn closer at this point.
Don’t fall in love with me.Finn’s words rang in my head and looking into the mirror, I lifted my chin.Something happened to that man, and I’m going to help him heal, even if it’s just a little.
“What took you so long?” Finn asked when I came out from the bathroom. “If you made a stinker, you better close the door.”
Ignoring his attempt to be funny, I got into bed and made myself comfortable.
“I was thinking,” Finn said and turned toward me, “maybe we could do that thing we did yesterday.”
“What thing was that?”
“You getting naked and lying close to me.”
“I wasn’t naked yesterday.”
He wrinkled his forehead. “Are you sure? Because I’m sure I remember you being naked and rubbing yourself against me.”
My lips pursed upward. “You live in a fantasy world half the time.”
“Huh.” A smile grew on his face. “The thing is, last night I actually slept better than I have in a long time and I was hoping to repeat that.”
“It’s because I slowed down your energy vibrations.”
His eyes widened. “Is that another of your witch tricks?”
“No, it’s not and even if it was, it would make me a good witch since it helped you.”
“All right, you have a point.” Finn propped himself up on his right elbow. “And talking about witch tricks, don’t forget to do the second round of lifting the curse.”
He reached for my hand and placed it on top of his head. “Maybe it helps if you touch me.”
I said the Latin words from yesterday, and then an idea struck me. “Maybe it would help more if I placed my hand above your heart,” I said.
“Why?”
“Because your heart is where you’ll find satisfaction and fulfilment when you’re with a woman.”
He laughed. “Nope, that would be a little further south. Want me to guide your hand there?”
“I’m not touching your private parts.”
He smiled. “I really wish you would.”
I gave a hard exhalation. “Do you want me to touch your heart or not?”
There was a quick flash of sadness on his face but it was gone so fast that I doubted I had seen it. He took my hand and placed it on his naked chest.
Speaking slow and clear, I repeated the words. Tingles in my hand intensified the need to touch more of Finn. He had hair on his chest, it was trimmed and wasn’t overpowering.
“Men here have their body hair removed,” I said with my eyes on his muscled chest and shoulders.
“That’s because they’ve lost their pride in being male,” Finn said. “We aren’t supposed to be soft and smooth like women.”
