“See,” I say with a shrug. “Completely fine to drive.”
“Are we still on for tomorrow?”
“Dinner,” I nod, “and a movie.” I say each word with a nod which makes him laugh.
He cups the side of my face to keep me from nodding and his thumb drags along my lower lip, making me instantly pause. He is looking at my mouth and I watch him, waiting for his next move. It is almost like he is lost in thought.
“I should really let Jillian get home,” I tell him. “She has to get up a lot earlier than I do.”
“Okay.” He finally comes out of his daze. Then he steps back and drops his hand to his side. Disappointment hits me when I realize he isn’t going to kiss me goodbye. I don’t miss the way the corner of mouth tips up when he notices my reaction.
Instead he opens the car door and holds my hand as I climb inside.
“You ladies be careful,” he says, looking past me toward Jillian.
“You got it.” She starts her car and I turn back to look at him, finding he is still so close.
He leans in and kisses the corner of my mouth. “Bye,” he whispers before finally stepping back and closing my door.
“That smile of his,” Jillian says at my side. “I completely see it now.”
“See what?” I ask, not taking my eyes from his.
“Why it was so hard to fake the faking. I mean come on, the eyes alone are enough, but toss in that smile and a side of cockiness, and Finn boy has a way about him that would make it hard for any girl out there to pretend not to be attracted.”
As she backs out of the driveway I watch him until I can’t see him anymore and maybe it was the alcohol or the fact that this was Jillian and I knew no matter what my secrets were safe, but I confess something I have never said out loud.
“I should have known from the start it would be a disaster with Finn. Because you can’t pretend with a guy that you’ve secretly had a crush on from day one.”
“Or one that even though you have a sober friend driving you home still follows to make sure that you make it safely.”
“What?” I ask, looking over at her to see that she is looking in her rearview mirror with a smile on her face. Spinning around I look behind us and sure enough, creeping behind us down the dark country road is none other than Finn.
“It’s incredibly adorable if you ask me,” she adds with a smile.
Fifteen minutes later we are pulling into our parking space and Finn is close behind.
“Go ahead and go inside, I’ll be right in.” I don’t want for her to respond, instead I climb out and start walking across the parking lot. Pausing outside his door, he clicks the locks and I open up the door.
Stepping up on the running board I crawl in and straddle his lap, surprising him.
“You, Finn Armstrong, continue to surprise me,” I confess, softly kissing his lips.
“Wanted to make sure you made it home okay.”
“Is that all?”
“Until now.” He pulls me closer, gripping my hips tightly.
“And now?” It’s already been established that alcohol gives me courage.
“Now I’m gonna kiss you,” he says, tugging on my lip with his teeth making me moan. “That’s a sexy sound,” he whispers. “I should get you inside, Soph,” he tells me and I shift on his lap triggering a growl to escape from his lips.
“I don’t want to go inside yet,” I confess.
His big strong hand cups my ass, and he shifts me forward on his lap once more only this time he lifts up, creating the friction I need.
My hands go to his hair and I tug on the ends.
