Page 20 of Making Home with You
We make our way to the front door, and Finn falls behind me for a second and I stop, looking back at him.
“What?”I ask.
“Fuck, you in those shoes.”
“I thought we established that you’re going to fuck me in these shoes later.”I wet my lips, moving close to him, I run my hand across the bulge in his pants.
I leave Finn standing there just as the front door swings open and my brother yells out, “What took you so long?Hurry up, the food’s getting cold.”
Erin steps around Ryan swatting at him with her hand and telling him to go back in the kitchen as she says, “I didn’t realize you two were coming together.”A devious look on her face.
Nice pun, bitch.
I glare at her for a second before my brother walks back in the room, and I immediately become straight-faced not wanting to give anything away.And even though I just gave Erin the stink eye, I need to give her props later for the great word play.
Chapter Six
Finn
I’m not even in the house and already I know tonight is going to be an exercise in restraint and self-control.It might be easier if Sarah wasn’t dressed in a tight skirt and those fucking shoes, but in reality she could be wearing a canvas sack and I’d still want her.
“Finn,” Erin says, grinning widely as she leans up and gives me a kiss on the cheek.
And just like that, the self-control thing doesn’t seem so hard after all.I’d forgotten Erin had guessed what had been happening between me and Sarah and I can only hope it’s not so obvious that everyone else knows too.
“Erin,” I say through gritted teeth as I turn and shake Ryan’s hand, not missing the giggle that escapes her mouth.
We head inside, greeting Beck and Kelsey who are already waiting.Someone pops a bottle of champagne and glasses are handed around.
“To Sarah,” Ryan says, looking at her affectionately as he wraps an arm around her shoulders.“For finally getting a job and actually being able to move out of our parents’ home.”
“Fuck off,” she mumbles, elbowing him in the ribs.
Ryan grins down at her and it’s obvious he’s only teasing, that he means it when he says he’s proud of her and he knew this day would come.Sarah is beaming at his words, her eyes briefly flicking to mine as everyone repeats their congratulations.
“So where do you think you’ll live?”Kelsey asks, as we all make our way to the table for dinner.
I end up sitting across from Sarah, meaning there’s no chance of me avoiding looking at her.
“I’m not sure,” she says, shooting me another look.“I guess I’ll try and find something in Boston,” she continues.“The job is close to the train station though, so I can be flexible.”
“I don’t want you living just anywhere,” Ryan says, smirking when Sarah rolls her eyes at him.“There are some sketchy places down there, Sarah,” he continues.
“He’s right,” Beck says, nodding.
“Well, why don’t you just stay here,” Erin chimes in.“Catch the commuter?”
Sarah and I both jerk our heads up at the same time, our eyes locking before I immediately look away.
“Well,” Sarah says as I feel the point of what I can only assume is her shoe as it runs up my leg.“That could work to start with,” she adds.“At least until I know if I like the job.”
“I think that’s a great idea,” Ryan says quickly.“It’s much safer and it’s not like you’ll be working crazy hours, right?”
Sarah shrugs.“Don’t think so, no.”
And this time I don’t look away when she meets my stare.
By the time dinner’s over, I can already tell Sarah and I won’t be catching up tonight.As much as I wish I could take her home with me, I know it’s late and with Ryan still none the wiser, there’s not a chance in hell we can come up with any kind of plausible excuse for why she needs to go out at this hour.
