Page 116 of Finn Rhodes Forever

Sadie Waters:Ooooooooooooooh.

Olivia Morgan:Stop it.

Sadie Waters::)

I grinned and rolled my eyes at the phone before pulling a necklace off my dresser. Behind me, the phone lit up again.

Sadie Waters:Should I be on the lookout for a vintage Porsche?

My stomach wobbled, dipping and swaying, as I stared at her text.

The car meant something. What did it mean, though, that my heart lifted at the idea of Finn showing up in that car?

Olivia Morgan:I hope not.

When Finn knocked on the door, I opened it to him holding a bouquet—a mix of plum, pink, and orange flowers. He wore a white t-shirt. So simple and yet so, so fucking hot. His eyes burned bright as his gaze raked down my form and the corner of his mouth turned up in a pleased, smug smile.

My stomach dipped again. I rolled my eyes, failing to hide my own grin. “Hi.”

“Hi, baby.” His voice was soft as he leaned in and brushed a kiss onto my cheek. My eyes fluttered closed and his smell whooshed at me.

He stepped inside while I placed the flowers in a jar with water. If the green car was outside, would I get in? My blood thrilled at the idea of getting in the car. When his back was turned, I inhaled the bouquet, filling my lungs with the sweet, sharp scent.

“Like them?”

I whipped around. He was leaning on the kitchen counter, watching me with a funny expression. Not smug this time. More like… proud.

I nodded. “Thank you. Where are we going tonight?”

“We’re going on a little adventure.”

My eyebrows lifted, half amused, half concerned, and he laughed.

“Ready to go?”

I nodded again, speechless. My gaze strayed to him in his t-shirt, fabric pulling gently across his broad shoulders, ink crawling down his corded arms. His forearms were tanned and I had the urge to lick them.

Like he could read my thoughts, his eyebrow arched and he grinned, holding the door open for me.

“Lots of time for that later, Morgan,” he murmured as we headed downstairs, and another shiver shot through me.

I turned to head to the back door leading to the alley, but Finn cocked his head toward the bar.

“This way.”

My heart pounded. If the green car was out there waiting for me, everyone would see me get inside. Everyone would know what it meant. They’d tell my mom. She’d have to hear about it from Miri Yang or someone instead of me. And once I got in the car, there was no going back. If falling for Finn was like being on a rollercoaster, getting in the green car was like boarding the ride.

Would that be so bad? I thought about the flowers upstairs, the sweet way he kissed me on the cheek, the softness I caught in his eyes sometimes. How he was helping me find the flower, hiking tough terrain with bugs and thorns and shitty camping food so I could find something that might not exist.

He had organized a town hiking event. My heart squeezed. He did it for me.

Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad, getting in that car.

As we approached the front door, he winked at me over his shoulder and my stomach lodged in my throat. I followed him outside, scanning the street in front of the bar.

No green car.

I let the air out of my lungs. My stomach sank a fraction. It was just a dumb car. I wasn’t disappointed.