Page 7 of Making Home with You
Groaning, I shove a hand through my hair and turn to walk into the men’s rest room.I’ve half a mind to jerk off so I don’t walk back to the table with a raging hard on, but all of that becomes unnecessary when I see who’s standing behind me.
“Finn,” the woman says, as she moves even closer.
I roll my eyes as I watch her half-assed attempt to steady herself on the wall while trying to look as though she’s completely sober.Carla Robinson, owner of the fish and chip shop down on the pier and one of the locals who can’t seem to take no for an answer.This woman has been trying to get into my pants for years and it doesn’t matter how many times I tell her I’m not interested, she doesn’t seem to get the hint.
“Carla,” I reply.
“Happy New Year,” she slurs, stepping toward me.
“And to you,” I reply, taking a step backward.
She grabs onto my arm, swaying a little as she steps closer again.I can smell something fruity and alcoholic on her breath.“How about a midnight kiss?”she asks, pressing against me.
“I don’t think so,” I reply, grabbing her by the arms and steering her in the direction of the ladies’ room.“I think you might need some water.”
“Pfft, you’re no fun, Finn O’Loughlin,” she protests as I open the door and gently guide her inside.
As soon as I do though, my eyes flick to the counter and I’m bombarded with memories of the only other time I’ve been inside this room.I can’t even explain what came over me that day.How in the hell did I manage to find myself in here, jeans around my ankles and my dick buried deep inside Sarah as I fucked her hard against the bathroom sink?
God, it was incredible though, really hot and a huge turn on.Part of it was the newness of it all, the excitement of doing it in public with a woman who’s name I didn’t even know.But the bigger part was the way my body reacted to every single thing she did and said.She was like no one I’d ever met before and not a day has gone by since that I haven’t thought back to that afternoon.
Carla half falls against the sink, the other women touching up their lipstick, giggling as she tries to steady herself.
“Ladies,” I say, before turning and walking out, not the missing the chorus of, “Bye Finn,” that follows.God knows what they’re going to think that was just about.
I make my way back to the table, stopping by the bar first to grab another round of drinks for everyone, knowing I’m definitely going to need it if I have any chance of keeping my hands and my eyes off Sarah for the rest of the evening.
By the time I get back, the girls are on the make-shift dance floor, jumping around to the eighties music Beck always insists on playing every New Year’s.
“You okay?”he asks as I hand him and Ryan their beers.
I shrug as I take a long sip of my beer, force myself to look away from Sarah before I do something really stupid.“Yeah.”
Beck laughs.“Let me guess,” he says, grinning at me.“Carla.”
“Who?”Ryan says, reminding me of exactly why I shouldn’t even be thinking about Sarah.
“Carla Robinson,” Beck continues, chuckling because he loves giving me shit about this.“She ownsHook, Line & Sinker,” he says.“And she’s had a crush on Finn since, I don’t know, forever.”
Ryan grins as he turns to look at me.“What and you’re not interested?”
“No,” I reply, my jaw tight.
Beck laughs.“Not interested, but that doesn’t stop her from throwing herself at him every chance she gets.”
“So, just throw her a bone,” Ryan says, nudging me.“Put her out of her misery?”
Beck’s laugh only gets louder.“He did that, back in high school,” he says, apparently having no qualms about sharing the details of my sex life.God, if only he knew.“Popped her cherry,” he continues.“And she’s been after a repeat ever since.”
“Jesus,” Ryan says, chuckling.“Desperate.”
“Fuck off,” I say, shooting him a look.“Maybe I’m just that good?”
Ryan laughs now.“Yeah, yeah,” he says, punching my shoulder.“Just giving you shit is all,” he adds.“But seriously, you’re not interested?”
I shake my head.“Nope.”
“Well then,” he continues, finishing his beer as he stands to get us another round.“Guess we’re just gonna have to find you someone else then, aren’t we?”
