I come up behind him, slide my arms around his waist and kiss behind his ear. “Helping you turn this into your dream.”
He turns in my arms. His eyes shimmer from unshed tears. “Thank you!” he whispers before kissing me.
CHAPTER21
Spencer
The feelof lips on my sore muscles stirs me awake. I groan as my whole body goes on strike. Motherfucker, I am not built for manual labor.
“Wake up, sleepyhead,” Finn whispers softly in my ear.
All I have the energy for is like a half groan, half moan, but not in the good way.
“Everything hurts. Can’t.… Move.” I slowly crack open one eye and see a tousle-headed tattoo god. I sigh. He is really so beautiful. And the other night when I got to watch him fall apart above me? That was it for me! I was a goner. And now I know what I have been waiting for.
“I will massageallyour muscles when we get back.”
“All of them?” I ask, narrowing my eyes playfully.
“Of course. There is even one muscle where I like to use the hands free technique... I find it very helpful in releasing built up tension.”
I can’t help the laugh that escapes me.
“Alright, up and at ‘em.” Finn smacks my ass as he walks away. “We need to go to the farmers market for tonight's thank you dinner.”
“We should have picked a better name,” I shout back.
“You can think of it at the farmers market,” Finn yells back as he shuts the door on the way to get clothes from his place. We’ve found over the last few days that is a definite perk to living next door.
I lay there for a few extra minutes, willing my body to move. Thoughts of sex with Finn from the other night float through my memory. I still haven’t told anyone. It’s not that I’m ashamed we had sex, it’s the exact opposite. I plan to tell Jules and Alex, but I’m enjoying this space we fell into together and I just want a few days where it’s only me and him.
I can’t believe I had sex… and it was amazing. Don’t get me wrong, I’m pretty sure I’m mostly a bottom, what with all the toys I love. I’ve never really had a real boyfriend, and I deserved to have some self love in my life. I’m not ashamed of it. Topping Finn was unexpected and amazing. I didn’t have time to be in my head about it.
I had sex and feel completely at peace with it.
Sitting up on the bed, I grab my phone and hit the call button, ready to get this over with.
Alex answered first, then two seconds later, Jules.
“You're not having a freak out about cooking dinner tonight, are you?” Jules asks.
“Well, if you would stop reminding me about the one time—ONE TIME!—everyone got sick, maybe I wouldn’t freak out every time. But no, I’m not freaking out. I have Finn helping me, so this time I’m not worried.”
“Ohhhh, having Finn help you, so romantic,” Alex singsongs.
“Maybe itiskinda romantic. Don’t be jealous.”
Alex scoffs, “I’m not jealous! Ugh, whatever, maybe a little.”
“Sounds like it might be getting serious,” Jules says in a soft voice.
“Yeah,” I say. Well, I guess if there was ever an opening…
“Finn and I had sex,” I blurt out.
I hear gasps, followed by screams. Fuck my life with these two. Oh, they are most definitely jumping on their respective beds right now.
“Tell us everything,” says Jules once they calm down.
