Page 112 of The Nicest Thing
Cheeks pink, I nodded."Me too."
"Glad that's settled," he said.
Needing a break from that piercing stare, I glanced at rest of the cabin.There wasn't much else to it besides the large bed.Small kitchen.Fireplace on one wall.Porcelain tub sitting against another wall with a mirror above it.A few landscape paintings hung at intervals.And…that massive, soft, cozy-looking bed.
"It was really nice of that officer to lend us her place," I said finally.
"Yeah," Finn said."We got lucky there."
"Lucky you have such a good face."
He laughed outright."What?"
"You charmed her in minutes."I sent him a smile."That talent is both impressive and scary."
"She was just being nice."
"I'd believe that," I said, "if I hadn't seen the effect you have on countless other women."
Finn tilted his head."That include you?"
I shivered then looked away.It definitely included me.I was at the top of that list, but I wasn't sure there'd ever be a time or place to admit it.
"Rose?"
"Yeah?" I said.
"I need to get you out of those clothes."
My eyes went wide as they snapped back to his."What?"
"I don't want you getting sick either," he said.
I nodded.That made sense, but…"I'm good."
Finn frowned."No, you're not.You're shaking."
As he placed a hand on my shoulder, rubbing up and down, I realized he was right.His touch only made the shivers more intense.
"No wonder," he went on."It's freezing in here."
"It is cold," I agreed, teeth chattering.
"Clothes off.Now."
The way he said it made warmth bloom in my stomach.
"Rose, I'm not joking."
"Okay, okay," I said, trying to play it off, even though I was currently feeling the effects of bossy-Finn, "but you're drenched too.I'll only take mine off if you do."
He shrugged.
A second later, his shirt hit the floor, and I flushed.
"Satisfied?" he said.
"Not at all," I muttered.
