Page 38 of Say You Love Me

“Fuck, you’re beautiful.”

Her body is trapped, her arms extended, and her breasts plump and begging to be abused.

“Oh my god!” Blinding white panic slices through me at the sound of my mother’s voice. “Oh my god!”

Finity and I both launch to our feet, Finity hiding her near-naked body behind mine as we stare at my mother.

She stands in the doorway, some sort of clothing held in one hand, the spare key to our house gripped between her fingers like a weapon.

“Mum! What the fuck?”

She blinks, her eyes darting all over the house as though it might explain what she’s just walked in on.

“I—I heard Finity screaming. I didn’t think you were home so I used the key you gave me to come inside because I thought she was in danger.” She looks between us, her gaze flicking from me, to where Finity is peering over my shoulder.

“I’ll leave.” She starts shaking her head. “I’m so sorry. I thought she was in danger.” She walks toward the door and then comes to put the clothing on the couch. “I’ll leave,” she says again. “I’m just going to leave.”

Finity and I remain frozen in place until we hear the door shut, and then we both fall onto the couch, laughing in disbelief.

“Your poor mother. Your poor, poor mother!”

I laugh again, the look of pure shock on my mother’s face replaying in my mind.

“I’m never going to be able to look her in the eye again. She saw me pretty much naked, Hudson.”

I pull Finity into my lap. She’s covering her face as though she can’t bear for anyone to see her.

“I’m sure she’s seen breasts before. In fact, I’m certain of it, though none as fine as yours.”

Finity peeks over her fingers. “I can’t believe you’re laughing. Your poor mother.”

“Hey, you were laughing too and I hate to break it to you, Fin, but I’m pretty sure she already knew we have sex.”

“But there’s a difference between knowing and seeing.”

“She’ll be fine. Besides, it’s payback for all the times I saw her and Dad smooching when I was a kid.” I shudder at the memory and hug Finity tightly, still allowing the odd chuckle to escape.

Finity sighs. “I barely remember my parents being in the same room together.” She pulls herself off my lap, walking across the room to collect her dress.

“Hey,” I say as she’s about to pull it over her head. “What do you think you’re doing? I believe I made a promise to fuck you, and believe me, I’m not done with you yet.” I leap from the couch and lunge in her direction. Finity laughs. The dress floats into the air and I chase her all the way to the bedroom, after checking the lock has been fastened on the door.

chapter seventeen

NOW

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FINITY

I lie in the dark and wait for Hudson. My heart pounds. My skin feels as though it’s been licked by fire. Every part of me tingles with anticipation, fear, longing and confusion.

I kissed Rylee as Hudson watched. Hudson told me to do it. Hudson wanted me to kiss him. And I don’t know how to feel about it all.

Having another man’s hands on me while my husband watched was exhilarating and terrifying. Rylee had felt so different, tasted so different. His hands were smooth, his fingers longer and more slender. His mouth was soft and tasted cool compared to the warmth of Hudson’s.

It felt so wrong.

And so right.

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