Total pages in book: 121
Estimated words: 118693 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 593(@200wpm)___ 475(@250wpm)___ 396(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 118693 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 593(@200wpm)___ 475(@250wpm)___ 396(@300wpm)
“God yes!”
Glancing over to Colton, I couldn’t help but notice how his head was dropped back and his eyes were closed. Where in the hell was the girl who was just kissing him? It was then I noticed she was under the table. Colton lifted his head and looked directly at me.
I stood and helped Julie off me. “I’m out of here, dude.”
Colton looked over at Julie, then back to me, and smirked. I shot him the finger and said, “You proved me wrong.”
If I hadn’t known any better, I’d have sworn his eyes looked sad.
Taking Julie’s hand in mine, I gave her a slight tug and said, “Let’s go on back to my place. Later, Colt.”
“Have a good time, Finn!” he called out as we walked toward the exit.
Stepping outside the club, I called for a cab. Julie was on the phone talking to her friend. “Hey, I’ll give you a call tomorrow. Yes. His name is Finn Ward and I have met him before. I’ll check in when we get there. Bye!”
“Jesus Christ, was that your mother?” I asked as I whistled this time for a cab.
“She just worries. You know how it is with moms.”
I nodded. “Yeah. I know how it is.”
The cab pulled up and we crawled inside. I gave him the address to my condo and quickly turned to Julie. “I need to make a call too,” I said as my speech slurred slightly. I was drunker than I thought I was.
Hitting Rory’s number, I waited for her to answer.
“Finn? Is everything okay?”
“Oh…you saved my number in your phone, huh? You sure you should have someone like me in your phone…ya know…a distractor?”
“Finn, are you drunk?”
“Hell yes, I’m drunk. But you know what: I only called to tell you that you don’t have to worry anymore, Rory. I’ll leave you be. Consider this distraction gone.”
I hit End and pushed the phone into my pocket. My stomach felt sick, and I wasn’t sure if it was from the alcohol or the call. With a forced smile, I captured Julie’s stare. I pressed my lips to hers. The sooner I moved on, the faster I’d forget Rory.
Rory
We aren’t even dating
As I rode up in the elevator to Finn’s place, I went over all the reasons why when I got to his floor I should stay in the elevator, push the button for the first floor, and walk away.
My father.
I couldn’t afford the distraction.
I didn’t have time for a relationship.
Work was my number one priority.
Rolling my eyes, I sighed. Was that all I could come up with?
Then I went through all the reasons I should keep heading to his front door.
His smile.
His laugh.
His kiss.
The way he made me feel when he touched me.
The idea of what it might be like to actually be in a relationship with someone.
With a heavy sigh, I shook my head. Was it worth the risk of my father finding out?
My fingers moved lazily over my lips. I could still feel the tingle from when he kissed me.
Smiling, I knew my answer.
I could keep it a secret. My parents were clueless whether I dated or not. They would ask out of obligation to know what was happening in my life, but I always gave them a generic answer. On the one hand, they would tell me to focus on my career, but on the other, they would tell me I needed to find someone and start living my life.
The doors to the elevator opened and I stepped out and made my way down the long hall to Finn’s. My heartbeat increased with each step. I wasn’t sure if it was because of his phone call last night or from finally giving in to the only thing I wanted.
Finn.
As I approached his door, I took in a deep breath. He had been out last night, and clearly he was drunk when he called.
His last words haunted me as I raised my hand to knock.
“I’ll leave you be. Consider this distraction gone.”
Taking a deep breath, I knocked. The door moved and I stepped back. My gut was telling me something was very wrong. Using the tip of my finger, I pushed the door open and peeked inside.
“Finn?” I barely called out.
Oh God. What if he’s hurt?
My eyes scanned everywhere. There were bottles of beer all over the coffee table. My heart dropped. What if he got drunk, then went out? My hand came up to my stomach as a thought occurred to me.
What if he hooked up with someone last night? Russell’s comment about Finn ran through my mind. I squeezed my eyes shut, not wanting to even think that was a possibility.
Taking another glance around, I noticed the kennel door was open. But there was no sign of Flash anywhere.
Panic instantly set in. Where’s Flash?
Okay. Deep breaths, Rory. In through your nose, out through your mouth.