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“Yeah, I know, Finn,” he says, smiling now.“It’s pretty serious for her, too.”
“It is,” I tell him, needing to know we’re both on the same page with what’s happening between us.
Ryan nods, as if he understands, before saying, “But if you hurt her, Finn, I will cut your fucking balls off.”
“That’s not gonna happen,” I say, my tone serious.
Ryan nods.“Good,” he says.“Now, let’s go find these women of ours.God knows I do not need my sister talking to my baby mama about their sex lives.”
And then he walks out, and I can only shake my head, unsure if I just dreamed this whole thing or not.
Chapter Seven
Sarah
Since landing my job in Boston, I’ve been rushing around trying to get everything in order.I headed back to Eddington for the day to pick up some of my clothes and go over my offer letter with my dad.This is the first real job I’ve had and I have no idea what I’m doing with any of it.He helped me sort out the details of my 401K and my life insurance, before sending me on my way.
I’m pretty sure the next time I speak to my parents will be when they tell me they’ve sold the house and are moving to Florida.
I have plans with Finn tonight, so it wasn’t just my parents that were happy to know my visit was quick.Now that Ryan knows about us, there’s no reason to hide the fact that we’re spending time together.
I had sent Finn a text as I was leaving, letting him know what time I would be back in Rockport, but with his work schedule, he’s on tonight until eight p.m.
I stop off at a couple of stores on my way back, killing time and picking up a few dresses, a skirt, a couple of pairs of shoes and far too many shirts, but given this new job, I’m going to need the clothes.
I arrive back in Rockport around six and knowing Finn won’t be off work for a while, I stop off on Main Street in downtown Rockport.
Although it’s bigger than Eddington, it has the same small town appeal and quiet atmosphere.
I walk along the street, window-shopping before ducking into a small boutique to check out a cute dress in the window.The shop is busier than I would have thought with a group of women who look to be a little older than me.They’re at the back of the store chatting and laughing and I don’t really pay them any mind.I walk right to the rack where the dress is and take a look at the price tag.It’s cute, but not for the price they’re asking.
Just as I’m getting ready to leave, one of the women says Finn’s name and I freeze.I can’t leave now, and after what Erin’s told me about the women in this town and their interest in Finn, I’m not going anywhere.Staying out of their line of sight, but close enough to hear their conversation, I stand next to a rack of skirts, pretending to look.
“Oh my god, I was walking my dog the other night and I passed by Finn’s house and he was kissing some girl on his front porch.”She lets out a disgusted sigh and flips her brown hair over her shoulder.“She nearly ran into me as she was leaving, all disheveled and filled with that false hope that Finn was interested in her,” the brunette says, and when she turns toward me she looks like she’s been hitting the Botox a little too hard.
I step a little closer because I really need to hear what these women are going to say.
“Word around town is that he’s been screwing around with someone who’s ten years younger than him,” the next woman says.She’s at least somewhat cuter than the last, but that really isn’t hard.
“I’m sure she’s a slut.”
“A total whore.”
I’m not at all concerned with what these women are saying about me and realizing these are his dating options in this town, now I know exactly why Finn is still single.These women are just horrible.There isn’t a single one that seems to have any redeeming qualities other than their ability to gossip, and that is certainly not redeeming.
“I just don’t understand him.He has his pick of women in this town and he chooses some floozy tourist.”
Floozy?Who the fuck uses that word?I don’t know what comes over me, well, I do, but I don’t care and I stalk over to where these women are standing.
“Hi, ladies,” I say in my nosiest voice.“I couldn’t help but over hear your conversation and thought I’d contribute.”
They all stare at me, one of them actually gaping at me with her mouth open.“I’m the floozy and yes, you saw me kiss Finn on his front porch, but even better, I fucked Finn O’Loughlin, in his house, in his bed, in his kitchen, in his shower, and I’ve even fucked him in the bathroom at O’Loughlin’s.”I stop and wink at them, each one more shocked than the next.“And he plans to keep fucking me because I’m a great lay and I give amazing head and,” I whisper the next part just for pure shock value.“He says my pussy is the sweetest he’s ever tasted.”I glare at them with a wicked smile on my face, but none of them say a word.
I turn on my heel, making my hips sway as I walk away with a satisfied smile on my face.Just as I hit the door, one of them hisses, “What a bitch,” and my smile grows even bigger.
Feeling pretty good about what just happened, I head back to Erin and Ryan’s house to drop off my clothes.I hate that I’m once again using my brother’s house as a hotel, but at least this time I’ll have the money to pay him rent.
When I walk in the front door, my arms bogged down with piles of clothes, Erin jumps up from the couch grabbing the clothes from me.
