Page 26 of Making Home with You
“Let me help you,” she says, taking what she can and bringing it into the bedroom.After we have all my clothes and the few tubs of stuff I packed up in the bedroom, we both flop down on the couch.
“I go back to work on Monday, and I’m not sure I’m going to be able to do it,” Erin says, yawning.“I’m so tired.This baby is sucking the life out of me.I took a nap at noon today and I feel like I’m already ready for bed.”
“I’ve heard that,” I respond, knowing the few friends I have that have gotten pregnant complained about the same thing.
“You start Monday too, right?”Erin asks and I nod my head.“That’s a good thing.I think you’ll be happier working in Boston.”
“I’m going to start looking for a place in Boston soon, I promise,” I say, even though neither she nor Ryan has made me feel like I’m not welcome.
“Oh, Sarah, that wasn’t what I was saying at all.You are more than welcome to stay as long as you want.”
“I know you weren’t, but I don’t want to intrude.You guys will be having a baby sooner than you think.”
“Maybe you could move in with Finn and commute to Boston?”Erin suggests, shrugging her shoulders, but acting like this is really a viable option.
“We barely know each other.I don’t think he wants me to move in with him.”
“I would beg to differ.I told you, you’re his girlfriend whether you believe it or not.Trust me, even the whole town thinks you’re his girlfriend.”
“I met some of those women today, and they didn’t seem too happy about it.”
“All the women in this town think he wants someone barefoot and pregnant, making dinner and fucking him once a month out of obligation.They’re horrible,” she says, a disgusted look on her face as she rolls her eyes.
“Okay.So you really don’t think he’s just killing time with me?”
“No, not at all.Finn could kill time with anyone in this town or within a ten-mile radius of this town, for that matter.Look at that boy.He’s gorgeous.And word is he’s got a huge cock.”
“Erin!”I shout and clamp my hand over my mouth immediately, realizing how loudly it came out.
“What?”she asks, acting innocent.“Your brother’s not suffering in that department, but Finn… holy shit.”
“Stop!You’re going to make me gag.Don’t talk about my brother’s penis.”
“Oh my god, I can’t believe you just called it a penis!And I’m sure Finn will make you gag,” she says, opening her mouth wide.
“Erin, for fuck’s sake!”
By this time the two of us are laughing so hard tears are streaming down our cheeks.I’ve missed just being able to chat with someone like this.Living with my parents has been quite lonely.
Around eight, I head over to Finn’s house, but when I get there he’s still not home.Sending him a text, he tells me to go in through the garage and the key to the house is in the top drawer of his toolbox.
Finding the key, I let myself in and begin to rummage through his freezer and refrigerator looking for something to cook for dinner.It’s late, but I can’t imagine he’s eaten.
I quickly throw together some tacos with what I find in his fridge, which isn’t exactly a simple feat.He has a head of lettuce, a jar of salsa, flour tortillas, a pound of ground beef, some cheese and a random assortment of condiments that by the looks of the containers have been in his fridge for a while.
He truly is the epitome of a bachelor and it’s even more glaringly obvious that he doesn’t invite women back to his house, let alone have one stay over.
I hear the garage door and the slam of his car door, and as he walks in, Finn calls out, “Sarah, oh my fucking god it smells amazing in here.I haven’t eaten all day.”
He comes up behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist, he kisses my neck, and whispers, “I’m so glad you’re here.”
I turn in his arms and push up on my toes, giving him a soft kiss on his lips, but Finn pulls me closer and deepens the kiss.
“You are amazing,” he murmurs and I smile against his mouth.“Thank you for cooking me dinner.”
“It wasn’t that easy, but because I like you I persevered,” I respond jokingly and Finn swats me on my ass.
“And I like you too.”
