“I’m not,” I say.
“I feel your tears rolling off my stomach.”
Touching my face, I realize Finn is right, which causes more to flow. I feel Finn sit straight up in bed and drag me up to his chest.
“I’m sorry for waking you up.”
“Babe, it’s three in the morning. What’s wrong?”
Climbing up into Finn’s lap, facing him in the dark, I let go of all my fears.
“I’m not a strong enough woman for you, Finn. I’m broken and hurt from my past. I want my parents back. I want the Tess who lived recklessly back and I’ll never get that. I’m a broken, weak person, but I do know one thing…I love you, Finn.”
“I hate life,” Finn replies.
I know exactly what those words mean, and that he just understood every single one of my words. With everything I have I melt into him. My need builds up for the man, reaching down between us I free him from his boxers and then grab both of his hands raising them above my head and then sink down onto Finn.
His groan of pleasure sets me on fire, and I take the lead this time. Every time we’ve been together, Finn’s has always been the driving force. Not tonight. He tries to move his hands, but with all my might I keep them pinned to the wall above us. My hips quicken up their pace as I feel my want and desire mingle. I can feel Finn begin to buck underneath me and each time he pushes up in me, it causes me to drive closer to releasing.
“Finn,” I scream as I let go of everything.
I let go of past pain and memories. I let go of all my insecurities and only see me as Finn does. I let go of everything except for my love for Finn.
Collapsing down onto him once again, he whispers, “You just wrote another chapter of our love story that I’ll never forget, Tessa.”
“I love you, Finn. There’s something about you that I just know I have to have and be with.”
I feel Finn pull my head up, forcing me to look into his eyes. “What’s this all about?”
“I love fishing with you. I love spending time with you, eating lunch or riding in your truck next to you and I just don’t know if I’ll ever be strong enough to keep you forever.”
“One day at a time, Tess. We are both afraid to death of having our hearts broken, so let’s just take it one day at a time.”
“I can do that,” I whisper.
I go to get out of bed to clean up, but I’m stopped by Finn.
“What are you doing?” He asks, pulling me back down on him.
“Going to clean up.”
Finn’s room is above the shop not even in the same house as Jimmy’s. Thank God, because I’m pretty sure I just did more than moaning with the man.
“I don’t think so,” he says, rolling me on top of him again.
“Finn, are you hard again?” I ask, feeling him pressing up into my belly.
“Nah, it’s just a semi,” he says.
“You are insanely way too horny for your own good.”
“I can’t help it when I’m around you.”
“You are crazy,” I say.
“I have an idea,” he says, bounding out of bed.
“What?”