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Story: Finn

The two of us chuckle into each other. I kiss a line up his jaw, and then pull away to stare into his amber-flecked blue eyes. They’re sparking as he studies me. Reaching up, I cup his cheek. “You’re damn right I did.” I lace my fingers at the back of his neck and pull him forward until our lips meet hungrily.
A whistle rips through the air, and several chuckles and catcalls spread like wildfire, but I’m too busy showing Finn how much I missed him to care.
He groans, the sound like a dark promise. “I can’t believe I was missing this,” he whispers against my lips, then delves his tongue into my mouth, sure strokes sweeping inside me as I tighten my hold, trying to bring him closer even though we’re already pressed so tightly together. The thickening of his cock serves as the only reminder that maybe I shouldn’t be pawing at him in public. In his business. In front of all his clients.
He pulls away to lean his forehead against mine, taking in deep breaths. I press my palm against his chest, feeling his heart beat like crazy under my touch. “Are you okay?”
“More than okay.” He presses a chaste kiss against the tip of my nose. “My girl waited for me, even though I couldn’t respond to her texts.”
I smile. “Your brother saved the day. He told me you couldn’t get service in the mountains. By the way, the mountains? Where the hell were you?”
“Arizona. But rewind what you just said. Jax saved the day? My brother?”
A deep voice chimes in beside us. “You’re welcome, asshole.”
Finn turns with me in his arms. He greets his brother with a smile then reaches out so they can touch knuckles. “I’d say hello properly but letting her go right now is a bad idea.” I start to retreat, but he holds me close. “No, baby. I’ll embarrass myself if everyone sees me right now.” He covertly grinds against me, and I finally understand what he’s talking about by my more than stiff welcome.
I glance at Jax. “It’s true. Not a good idea.”
The older brother shakes his head. “Kids,” he mutters.
Finn flips him off, and I do, too, for good measure.
“Just get the fuck out of here you two. No one’s training because they’d rather watch the show.”
“Don’t mind if we do,” Finn says, leaning his forehead against mine with that warm smile I missed like crazy. He tightens his arms around my back and starts walking toward the exit. More catcalls and whistles pierce the air, but Finn keeps going with me tucked into his embrace.
When the evening air hits my back, I glance back into the gym. I lock gazes with Jared whose hard stare shakes me for a moment. I hadn’t even seen him come in. I smile, and he immediately grins back. I am pretty out of it right now, so I probably misinterpreted his stare. The only thing I’m concerned about is getting Finn in his bed.
At the edge of the parking lot, my hunky MMA trainer finally loosens his hold so I can lower to my feet. He clasps his hand in mine, squeezing. “You missed me,” he says, echoing the text I sent him.
“A scary amount,” I admit. “I’ve been sleeping in your bed.”
He doesn’t hide a wide smile. “Oh great, so you went full on stalker-status when I left?”
“Pretty much. Don’t run because I’ll just come after you.”
He chuckles and leans down to kiss me again right there on the sidewalk in the middle of the Heights. We get lost in each other until we hear the whining bus brakes. Tugging on my arm, he forces us apart, and we have to run to the stop. Thankfully, the driver waits for us. We swipe our passes and take the first seats we can find.
I cuddle in close, not wanting to lose any more time. “Why were you in Arizona?”
He turns toward me on the seat, and I note how exhausted he looks. Bluish-purple shadows sag under his eyes. “To help train a girl in self-defense. I don’t know why, and I probably should be thankful for that. Knowing your brother, it could be any number of things.”
He’s right about that. “Who was she?” I ask, wondering why my brother would care about some random girl he claims isn’t a girlfriend. She must be important to him if he wanted her trained.
“Dakota Wilder.” Wrinkles crease his forehead. “Really nice girl. Do you know the name?”
I shake my head, frowning. “Never heard of her.”
He reaches out to grab my hand before bringing it to his lips and kissing my knuckles one-by-one. “I’m sure he’ll tell you some time. Have you been taking care of Max for me? I was worried about him.”
“Yeah, he’s been sleeping with me.”
“Lucky dog.”
“He misses you though,” I grin.
“So I heard.”