Aspen pats him on the butt as he walks by and he stops to smile at her shrugging when she eyes his single box. “Don’t want to overdo it.”
“That’s right, baby. You don’t need to show off to the room of girls. You’re confident.” Aspen leans over and kisses him on the cheek.
Finn chuckles at her comment, but his face turns red for a moment before he walks out the door shaking his head.
*
“My God, woman, you have a ton of shoes.” Finn huffs as he places the heavy box on the Aspen’s bedroom floor. "I’m glad I still have the key to the penthouse so we could use the elevator.”
What is it with everyone and their need to comment on my shoes? “Yeah, sorry. I’ll have to get rid of some. I don’t want to take up Aspen's space.”
Finn leans over the box and rips the top open. “Are you kidding? This is great.” He picks up the box and dumps it on the floor. Shoes fall on top of each other and roll to the side. “Hurry throw some of Aspen’s clothes from the closet in here before she comes in.”
He hands me the box, but I don’t move. As he reaches to open another, he looks up to see me in my same position. His eyes widen and he jerks his head toward the small walk-in closet.
“I’m serious. Go. Put some shoes in there or clothes. Just throw it in.” He opens another box and dumps it on top of the shoes from the last.
“Um, Finn…” I trail off not sure what I want to ask him. He’s been so nice today, but this behavior is a little unexpected.
With another empty box, he walks into Aspen’s closet and begins to pull shirts off her plastic hangers dropping them unceremoniously into the box. “I’ve been trying to get Aspen to move more stuff to my house for months. This is the perfect opportunity and I am not going to miss out on it. Now, throw some shoes in there.”
He points to the pile of shoes at the back of Aspen’s closet, and this time I move to follow his orders while laughing. I have no idea what she’ll think of this, but I can’t refuse Finn when he’s so enthusiastic about it.
Once both boxes are full, Finn works to close the flaps again, his lips stretched to his ears. He’ll give himself away the minute Aspen walks in the door, but I can’t help but smile with him. His excitement is a bit infectious and I understand why Aspen fell so hard for his sweet playful personality.
Finn reaches down and picks up one of the boxes containing a good portion of Aspen’s closet before he turns back to me. “I want you to know, Simone, I’d offer to help you more than just moving some boxes, but I get the feeling you’d tell me no.”
I grab the box Finn left behind. “You’d be right, but thanks for the offer.” It might seem stupid to some, but if I’m going to do this, I need to conquer the city on my own.
He laughs. “That’s what I thought. You remind me of Aspen.” Finn starts toward the door but stops, looking back to me again. "Once Trey gets his head out of his ass, I’m going to enjoy watching you make him earn it.”
My eyes roll completely of their own volition. “I have no intentions of doing anything with Trey ever again.”
He responds with a loud chuckle as he walks out of the bedroom, but nothing else.
