Part 4 (1/2)

”What is it?” Jennifer asked with a tinge of worry in her voice. Jennifer pulled away from me, and turned and scanned the people below.

I narrowed my eyes back through the crowd and didn't see her anymore. Was it just my imagination, or had I really seen Jesse down below? Maybe I'd had too much to drink? Maybe I was going crazy? Or maybe she had found us and was here. What were the f.u.c.king odds of that?

Jennifer grabbed another drink from a lady that was pa.s.sing out champagne. Her worry-filled eyes met mine.

”You're not going to tell me, are you?”

”It's nothing, babe. Nothing at all.” I'm not sure she believed me.

After a few minutes, she excused herself to the bathroom. I followed behind her and pulled my phone from my pocket. I had one missed call from Abbot and immediately dialed his number.

”You're not going to like the next few things I have to say,” Abbot said.

I ran my fingers through my hair as anxiety coaxed me.

”f.u.c.king tell me. I don't want a charade of it. Go on,” I said.

”Jesse is in Texas . . . and your parents went home because it was safer for them,” Abbot said.

”f.u.c.k.”

”I'm hopping on a f.u.c.king plane and flying out there tonight. Take care of yourselves.”

”Does she know we are here?” I asked.

”Not sure. But I'm not taking the chance,” Abbot said.

”Now what?” Jennifer startled me when she spoke from behind me.

I turned and shook my head. ”All right. Call me when you land in Houston,” I said, then ended the call.

”What's wrong?” Jennifer asked again, but this time a hint of worry met her voice, causing it to crack. I wrapped my arms around her body, and she looked up at me.

”Abbot. He's coming to Texas.”

She pushed back from me but didn't walk away. I released a slow breath, wanting her to stay calm, but I could tell that she was slowly unraveling. Though I knew terrible thoughts were racing through her head, I wouldn't lie. Solid relations.h.i.+ps weren't built on lies, and I refused to create false hope. She had to know the truth.

”Jesse is in Texas. I don't know where, but she is. Now listen to me. She isn't going to ruin our plans. Don't let this worry you. Houston is one of the largest cities in the state, and I'm not running from her.”

”Okay,” she whispered. ”Okay.”

”Okay,” I said.

”You saw her, didn't you? You saw her down there in the crowd.”

I swallowed, not wanting to answer the question. ”I'm not sure. I thought I did, but I didn't see her when I looked again.”

”I'm going to kill her, Finnley. I'm sick of her s.h.i.+t already. I'm done feeling weak because of her. I don't want to be weak anymore. I'm f.u.c.king done. If she knows what's good for her, she will stay away from me. I have too much anger inside me right now because of her.”

”Oh s.h.i.+t. You really are feisty today. I f.u.c.king love this side of you.”

I pushed her against the wall and lifted both her hands above her head. She didn't struggle but smiled seductively, then whispered, ”f.u.c.king give it to me, take away my worry.”

JENNIFER.

Eight.

He grabbed my wrists and slammed them against the wall. I loved that he wasn't treating me like a fragile little doll. I loved Finnley's sweet side, but there were times when I just wanted him the way we used to be-the banter, the chase, the hot s.e.x. G.o.d, I wanted that to last forever.

I'd read about too many couples in Cosmo, who were so comfortable with each other that their s.e.x lives basically died. I didn't want that to happen, ever.

His tongue flicked up my neck, across my jawbone and met my mouth. The intensity grew, and I just couldn't wait another minute to have him. He stood so close in front of me that we were almost touching. No words pa.s.sed between us, just the air of our breaths. I arched my back and pressed my body close to his. He let go of my wrists and unzipped his pants. I looked around and saw that no one but us were in the low-lit hallway. His hands drifted up my leg until he was touching my center.

”No f.u.c.king panties. Naughty, naughty girl.”

”You would have just ripped them anyway.”

”You're learning,” he said and growled.

I wrapped a leg around his waist and he thrust himself inside me. Length and girth filled every inch of me, and I gasped. He placed his hand softly over my mouth, and stared into my eyes as he pushed just an inch deeper. My body crumbled around him. Knowing someone could walk around the corner at any moment made it that much hotter. His hand grabbed my a.s.s and he squeezed. Then pushed himself in and out of me. All of my worries instantly disappeared. I disappeared. It was just Finnley and me.

After a few more moments, we were both panting. I ran my fingers through his hair and tugged as he bit my bottom lip. It was almost too much to handle. We were starved for each other, not able to get enough to be satisfied. It didn't matter how many times I had him today, I wanted-no, needed-more. It was as if I were tied in a tight knot and Finnley had found the end of the string to untie me, unravel me, and make me into whatever he wanted. As he pushed deeper inside me, his breath danced across the softness of my neck, and I completely lost control. I was no longer Jennifer Downs: I was Finnley Felton's. Something inside me was breaking as he f.u.c.ked me against the wall with everything he was, and he was piecing me back together as his own.

Jesse had nothing. I had everything.

Deeper. Harder.

I was moaning and didn't care who heard. His hands memorized every inch of my body as he molded and shaped me like clay. He stopped moving for a brief second, and I silently I begged for him to give it to me all over again. The void that had previously filled me was replaced with something else: Finnley f.u.c.king Felton. And I loved every single moment. My body ached for him, and when he picked up the pace, it was instant gratification. His fingers dug into my thigh, but the pain shot spikes of pleasure, and I knew that if he kept going deep and hard, I would soon lose myself. The build moved in my stomach until every muscle in my body tensed. I was savoring the moment I had craved so badly. He continued to f.u.c.k me, moaning into my mouth as he kissed me, until I couldn't take it any longer. The o.r.g.a.s.m completely overtook every single cell in our bodies as we lost ourselves in the moment, panting and loving.

He leaned over and kissed my neck, then nibbled on my ear.

I sighed with happiness. Though we had just f.u.c.ked like primal animals against a wall, I wanted more of him. ”I can't get enough of you. Thank you for loving me.”

”Thank you for saving me,” he said.

”You didn't need saving.”

”Everyone needs saving sometimes,” he said, then gently pressed his lips against mine.

We rearranged our clothes, and I excused myself to the bathroom to clean up. As soon as I walked out, Tash came around the corner and laughed when she saw us. I glanced at Finnley, who leaned against the wall with swollen lips and messy hair. I knew exactly what we looked liked. She clapped slowly and looked us both up and down. ”Someone has already christened this place. d.a.m.n. I really thought it would be me.”

Heat rushed to my face, and Finnley shot her his signature side smirk that made his bottom lip look suckable. Between those lips and that hair, d.a.m.n, I was a lost cause. Add the suit, which was enough to make any woman completely lose it, that s.e.xy voice, and that snarky a.s.s att.i.tude . . . I openly sighed as I admired him. He shot me a confused look, then glanced back at Tash. I couldn't even deny what had happened, and thankfully, her timing had been perfect. Just a few minutes sooner and she would have witnessed one of the best o.r.g.a.s.ms of my life . . . or would have ruined it.

I couldn't keep my eyes off him, and it all hit me at once. I was undeniably, madly in love with Finnley Felton. I tried to imagine my life without him, and I couldn't. I tried to imagine the next five years without him, and it didn't seem possible. Every thought included him, and for the first time, it didn't scare me at all.