Page 7 of Where I Escape

Over the course of the next two hours, we both work, sneaking glances at one another, and try to focus. I get a chapter written, and it’s hands down one of the raunchiest things I’ve ever written. I’m not even sure what book it’s going to go into, but damn, Finn inspired it. I had to get it down.

He closes his laptop. “I need to get home to shower and change. How does six sound?”

“Good. Where are we going?”

“It’s a surprise, remember?” He smiles.

“Well, at least give me a hint. I have to know how to dress.”

“You’re perfect as you are, Blair. This is nothing fancy. Not tonight. Not for our first date.”

Finn and I have been to dinner plenty of times as friends, and they've been fancy as hell. I can't help but wonder where we're going. It won’t be to one of his restaurants. They’re all upscale. He wouldn’t take me to the club. That’s not my scene and can trigger a panic attack in under five seconds. Too many people pushing around me. Nope. I’m good not going there.

He doesn’t kiss me or do anything other than smile before he leaves the room and descends the stairs. I listen as the door closes. With him gone, the house is very quiet.

I have a while before I need to get ready. He said I’m fine as I am, but I want to shower and put on something else before he gets here.

Staring at my screen, I read through the chapter I just wrote. It makes me hot all over. Then I picture what happened this afternoon. Finn in my office with his dick in his hand as he came while watching me touch myself. He was so fucking sexy.

I’m not sure how I got so lucky to have him in my life, but I won’t take a minute of whatever this is between us for granted. I have a feeling we’re going to be one of those couples that go from zero to a thousand in a short amount of time. That’s okay with me. With Finn, I’m all in.

It’s a scary thought, but one that feels right. I have to try and keep the fear from my mind tonight. There’s no room for it. I sure as hell didn’t panic when I was making myself come in front of him. I just have to hope I can focus on nothing but him tonight and keep those negative thoughts at bay. I don’t want anything to derail our evening.

4

FINN

I decide to take Blair on a quiet date. One that doesn’t involve people around us. Nothing that could bother her anxiety. So when I show up at her house in a pair of shorts and a T-shirt, much as I had on earlier, she's surprised.

She walks downstairs as I come inside. Looks me up and down. "I guess I'm not underdressed then." Blair's wearing a skirt with varying shades of blue and white that comes to her knees. It flutters around her as she walks. Her top is a sleeveless, white blouse with the top few buttons undone.

I hold out a dozen, long-stemmed red roses I stopped to buy her on my way over. She walks over to me, stepping close enough to take the bouquet and inhales one of the delicate flowers.

I can’t help but rake her over from head to toe. “You’re stunning,” I tell her. It takes everything in me not to reach forward and pull her into my arms.

“Me?” She scoffs. “You’ve seen yourself in a mirror, right?”

I shrug. “I’m in something similar to what I was earlier.”

“And you were hot then.”

I can’t resist anymore and step forward to place a tentative hand on her waist. “I love this side of you.”

Her eyes peer up into mine. A slight blush pinks her cheeks. “Are we really doing this?”

I chuckle. “I think we really did this earlier.” Reaching up, I drag my thumb over her lower lip. “Last chance, Blair. If you don't want to go further, say so now. I have a feeling once I get you in my arms, I'm never going to let you go."

“I could get on board with that,” she says breathily.

“Can I kiss you?” I don’t want to dive in. I need to make sure she’s comfortable. Always.

“Yes.” She places the roses on the table beside us.

With that, I dip my head and take possession of her lips. She tastes minty and sweet. The first sweep of my tongue into her mouth causes her to moan and my dick to harden. God, I want her so bad. It seems I’m insatiable where she’s concerned. When I left earlier to shower and change, I also did so because coming once wasn’t enough. I jerked off in the shower, too. Now that I know what she looks like when she comes undone, the vision will permanently be etched in my head. It drove me out of my mind to see her that way. And fuck, I want to see it again as I slip into her and drive her over the edge.

“God, Blair,” I breathe out as I break the kiss and rest my forehead on hers. “We should stop so we can eat.”

Her hands fist my shirt at my back. “I wouldn’t mind if we kept going.” She nips at my bottom lip.