Page 27 of Making Home with You
We eat and chat about his day and me starting my new job.The conversation is easy and when there’s a lull, I ask, “Do you ever worry about our age difference?”
It takes Finn by surprise, cocking his head to the side, his eyes flashing with what appears to be anger.“No, why?Did someone say something to you?”
“Not really, well, not directly to me, but I overheard some women in town talking about us today.”
“The women in this town need to mind their fucking business,” Finn spits out harshly.“I hope they weren’t bothering you.”He reaches across the table and takes my hand in his, pressing a kiss to my palm.
“Nothing I can’t handle,” I tell him, winking and he chuckles.
I then fill Finn in on my run-in with the ladies of Rockport and their opinion on our relationship, leaving out nothing.Finn laughs, and jokingly tells me not to get them fired up.But even behind our joking, I get a sense that Finn does worry about these women.He has an image as the chief of police to uphold and as much as he says fuck their gossip, he does have this professional persona to maintain.
I don’t ever doubt that he’s as professional as they come, and even when these women are throwing themselves at him, I’m certain he’s respectful.It’s the reason he’s never found himself in a relationship with any of them, and it’s why he did choose me.I’m an outsider, and I’m someone who hasn’t created this glorified version of him in my head.Around me he can be himself.
We finish up dinner and settle on the couch, with me leaning against Finn as he wraps his arm around my shoulders.
“Are you staying tonight?”he asks, his eyebrows raised and a mischievous smile on his face.“No reason for you to go sneaking around anymore.”
“Are you inviting me to stay the night?”I ask, tossing it back to him, not wanting to seem like I’m desperate.
“Yes, Sarah, I am.”
“Then yes, Finn, I am.”
He kisses my temple and turns on the TV.Scrolling through the channels he stops on a house flipping show, where we both begin to comment on how the people on the show have no idea what they are doing.It’s entertaining and the two of us are laughing as we watch multiple things go wrong.
When the show ends, Finn glances at his watch and says, “I gotta be back at the station early tomorrow.”We both let out a tired sigh, and then Finn adds, “Don’t let the women who live in this town bother you, okay?”
“I’m not.Why would you think I would?”
“I don’t know.They can be pretty brutal and while I know you can hold your own, I just don’t want it to wear thin.”
“I’m not going anywhere, Finn.”
“Neither am I.”
He smiles at me and shakes his head.I have no idea what he’s thinking, but the way his eyes never leave mine makes me believe he’s thinking about what our future might look like.
“I’m going to take a shower,” Finn says, his eyes now raking over my body.“Care to join me?”
“I thought you’d never ask.”
But just as Finn leans down to pull my shirt over my head, his phone lets out a soft chime.He exhales hard and runs a hand through his hair.
“That’s my work phone,” he mutters, the annoyance in his tone obvious.“But don’t move.”He holds up his hand as he begins to leave the room, searching for his phone.
“This is Chief O’Loughlin,” I hear Finn bite out from the other room and the harshness in his tone doesn’t fade even as he walks back into the room and sits down on the couch next to me.“Tell her I’ll deal with it in the morning,” Finn snaps, but it’s obvious the person on the other end isn’t taking no for an answer.“Listen Sam, this fucking town doesn’t know the difference between an emergency and wanting attention.I will deal with it in the morning.”
He hangs up and tosses the phone onto the coffee table in front of us as he mutters a for fuck’s sake and rolls his eyes.
Without missing a beat or filling me in, Finn looks over at me, desire back in his eyes and says, “Now, where were we?”
Chapter Eight
Finn
Waking up with Sarah still in my bed this morning had been everything I’d expected it to be.Fucking perfect.It was something I’d never experienced with any other woman I’d hooked up with before her and it was something I could definitely get used to.
Even though it had been early, Sarah had rolled over at the sound of my alarm, wordlessly pressing her warm body against mine as her hand trailed down until it found my dick.I’d groaned as she stroked my morning wood, my eyes rolling back into my head when she pushed me onto my back and straddled my hips, riding me slowly until we both came.
