"Is your thinking on the good side of things? Because after that, I'm not sure you should be thinking at all." He chuckled and ran his fingers from between my breasts, down to my navel, and back up again.
"It's good. All good." I rolled onto my side and wrapped my arms around him. "Tell me more about the resort you want to build. What does it look like?"
His eyes lit up, and he smiled, watching me for a moment before diving into the details. The excitement on his face filled me with a hope that I could help him build it. If things worked out between us, I could help my dad with his clothing line and give Finn the seed money that I'd earned. My clothing line could come later.
I'd been looking for someone to support my dreams, but now, they didn't seem so important anymore. Maybe that was where I gathered my warmth – from the promise of the future. With Finn wrapped around me, I didn't need promises anymore. I had him.
Chapter 22
Finn
I woke before Chloe did the next morning. She was on her back with her hair slung across her face and the top half of her uncovered. The need to reach out and touch her struck me hard, but I kept my hands tucked under my face as I laid on my side, watching her. I hated when people did that shit to me, but I could see where they were coming from now. I couldn't help myself. So many things about her left me intrigued, and I'd only scratched the surface.
We made love again before going to sleep wrapped around each other, the second time far slower. I'd never made love to a woman like that, but after doing it, I could see why. It was like I lost a piece of myself with every thrust, every moan, every whimper she let out. She was impossibly beautiful, a treasure that I wanted to hide away from the world.
Realization dawned on me and hard emotion slammed into my chest. I rolled over and carefully got out of the bed as tears burned my eyes. My father loved my mother with a passion that made no sense to me. He'd been single for ten years out of the longing that he had for only her.
I couldn't imagine loving Chloe for the next ten years and then having to say goodbye.
Walking to the shower, I pressed my fingers to my eyes and growled. "Stop it. Idiot."
The water was hot, and felt good against my skin as I let my worries bleed out. I tucked the situation with my mom and dad somewhere back into a corner of my heart and figured I'd get Chloe to help me with how to talk the old fart into giving Milly a try. She was the next best thing to my mom, but convincing Dad of that would be hard. We'd have to get manipulative, but Chloe was a woman...she could figure it out for me.
I smiled and turned the shower off, knowing she would give me lip for calling her manipulative by nature.
"Finn?" her voice called out from the bedroom.
"I'm in here, baby. Just needed to get moving." I wrapped a towel around my waist and walked back into the bedroom to see her curled up on her side, clutching the covers around her chest.
"You have to work today?" She sat up and ran her fingers through her hair as she kept the blanket up against her.
I leaned over and pinched the bottom of it, pulling hard as she yelped. "I wanna see you."
"Then, get back in this bed. It's fucking cold." She pulled the covers back up and rolled around in the bed until she was properly wrapped up.
I crawled over her and straddled her side with my full body as I kissed at the side of her face.
"My dad's already grumpy about me calling in sick the other day. The cute girl I was going to spend the day with told on me." I huffed. "Around the shop, we like to say that snitches get stitches."
She turned and lifted her eyebrow at me. "Oh yeah? Is that what you guys say?"
She jerked back, and I fell onto the bed, only to have her crawl on top of me and run her fingers along my sides, tickling me.
I trapped her hands and rolled us back over, snuggling in between her thighs and cursing my towel and her blanket. "I'm gonna get you for that."
She pressed her chin to the ceiling and let out a sexy moan before rubbing herself against my stomach.
"Please get me. Get me like you got me last night."
I nipped at her breasts as they jutted out and ran my hands up her arms as my cock hardened.
"You're going to get me fired or disowned." I brushed my face down her stomach and pressed my teeth against the swell of her sex.
Her fingers slid into my hair, and she pulled me up using a handful of it. "Get out of here before I decided to play your games and submit to your research."
I got up and tugged my towel off, more than happy to prance around naked and fully erect in front of her. "What research?"
She turned on her side and reached for me as I pulled away and found a pair of clean jeans.