Page 14 of Finn Rhodes Forever

“Uh-huh.” I nodded.

“Really.”

“Yes,” I hissed before I put on a small smile. “We are.”

“Say it, then.” The corner of his mouth curled up and his eyes danced.

“Say… that word?”

“Soulmates. If you think we’re soulmates, say it out loud.”

My mouth went dry. “Soulmates.” The word tasted like chalk.

He flattened his lips and glanced away with a smile before looking back at me. “And you forgive me for leaving?”

“Mhm.” It came out higher pitched than I expected. I swallowed, smiled, and nodded. “I forgive you for leaving.”

“And you’re ready to be together again?”

“Yep.” My heart slammed in my chest and my stomach did flips as nerves poured through me. Every cell in my body screamedthis is a bad idea.

He stared at me for a moment, blinking, before his face broke into a huge smile.

My heart fluttered.

Thatsmile. My underwear practically disintegrated. The way his eyes lit up, the way his grin stretched across his face, lifting a little higher on one side, it had always disarmed me. Finn could always talk me into doing things with that lopsided smile.

This was a bad idea.

Ha. No. Finn loved a thrill, and he’d get tired of Queen’s Cove soon enough.

Guys like Finn and my biological dad, they got bored and moved on. They’d both done it before, and it was only a matter of time before Finn lost interest in me and the town.

He stepped forward and wrapped his arms around me in a warm, tight hug. His mouth pressed to the top of my head in a firm kiss and he inhaled my hair. His warmth surrounded me, his scent whooshed up my nose, and my brain stuttered.

Fuuuuuuuck. This felt good.

“Knew you’d come around,” he whispered against my forehead as I stood with wide eyes, heart beating wildly.

Finn and I were back together, but not for long. I was going to make Finn Rhodes dump me.

7

Olivia

Avery swungthe front door open with a big grin. “Hello, sunshine. You’re the first one here.”

I held the wine bottle up. “I hope you have your own because I’m drinking this whole thing. Your husband is evil and I hate him.”

She laughed and stepped back to let me in. Emmett popped his head out of the kitchen and waved.

“Hi, Olivia.”

I shook my head at him. “No. Don’t talk to me.”

Emmett’s face fell. “Are you actually mad?”

Avery and I walked down the hall into the large, open kitchen, where he stirred pasta sauce on the stove. Sliding glass doors led to the outdoor deck, and their property backed onto the forest. Early evening light spilled into the kitchen from the windows and skylights.

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