I dug my nails into his hand in warning.
And for the love of God, I felt his massive boner press against my lower back again.
I knew my best friend was a big fan of sex, but this was out of control.
“Well, there’s nothing better than finding your soulmate and holding on tight. You two enjoy yourselves, and please stop by the store next week so you can tell me all about London.”
“I will. I’m looking for some office space downtown this week, so I’ll definitely come by and see you.” I shoved Finn back as casually as I could and hugged her one more time.
He chuckled as we walked to our table. I dropped my butt into the booth, and he slid in beside me, which was not the norm.
“Why are you sitting on the same side of the booth as me?” I said under my breath.
“Because we’re lovers, Miney.” He chuckled as his lips grazed my ear again.
“Carl and I never sat on the same side of a booth.”
“Exactly. I’m a much better boyfriend than he is. I don’t like any distance between me and my woman.”
“He’s not even here. Tone it down,” I said over my laughter.
“This is a small town. Everyone talks. I can’t have people thinking I’m a selfish lover,” he whispered before leaning back in the booth and grabbing the menu on the table.
I leaned close to him. “Speaking of selfish lovers… I think you might need to see a doctor about that situation you’ve got going on. That cannot be comfortable. Chewy Junior was poking me in the back again.”
He barked out a laugh before leaning close again and talking just above a whisper. “It’s been a while for me. The longest I’ve ever gone in my adult life without sex. So, you’re going to have to deal with it. You’re in a relationship with a horny dude now.”
I glanced around to make sure no one was listening. The place was going off as usual. There was an Elvis Presley song playing from the jukebox, and conversations were going on all around us.
“I’ve gone a year, and you don’t see me acting like a teenage horndog.”
“What can I say? My girl does it for me.” He smiled so wide that I couldn’t help but smile back.
Because Finn Reynolds really was my favorite person on the planet.
seven
Finn
Reese and I stepped outside of Cottonwood Café, and I reached for her hand when the cool breeze hit us right in the face. She stopped, her back pressed against the brick building, and rolled her eyes.
“I swear you just let Mrs. Runither round second base with that hug she gave you when she said goodbye,” she said.
I chuckled and reached for the zipper of her coat, tugging it all the way up.
“Do you even know what rounding second base means? An ass grab does not count as a base.” I saw something out of my peripheral vision, and my head turned the slightest bit before I realized who it was. On instinct, I leaned forward and covered her mouth with mine.
She gasped against me, her hands gripping my coat as my tongue slipped inside and tangled with hers.
Only Reese could taste minty after eating a Cottonwood Café burger. The girl was always prepared with mints and lip gloss and sunscreen.
I shouldn’t be surprised.
But I didn’t know she would taste so good.
I liked the way her lips felt, the way they melded with mine.
My dick was out of control, and this kiss was the equivalent of a missile launch countdown. He was ready.
I definitely needed to get laid. Between no sex for the last year, and then not even so much as a make-out session with a woman since Jessica launched this psychotic campaign against me, and now fake dating my best friend—there was no light at the end of this tunnel.
Or should I say, light at the end of this missile launch.
“Reese,” a voice growled, and I smiled against her mouth before pulling back.
She blinked up at me several times before her gaze slowly moved to find her ex-boyfriend, Carl, standing there.
He stood with his arms folded across his chest.
Christy Rae Lovell was beside him, her eyes moving between us.
“Carl,” Reese said, clearing her throat and squaring her shoulders like she was preparing for battle.
Atta girl.
“Hey,” he said awkwardly, raising a brow at me as he moved closer as if he wanted me to step back so he could hug her.
That wasn’t going to happen.
She was mine now, at least as far as everyone knew, and I wouldn’t do anything to help him out.
Reese would have to make the move if she wanted to hug him.