“Lani, what’s wrong?”
“It’s nothing. I just took a knock to the head this morning. You touched a tender spot.”
“What happened?”
“I was swimming in the wrong spot and got bopped on the head by a surfboard.”
“Shit. That’s bad.”
“It’s fine.”
“Did you get looked over? You really shouldn’t have been working. What if you have a concussion?”
“I really am fine, Finn,” I insist. He looks unconvinced and I sigh.
“I think I should stay and keep an eye on you for a while.”
“Yes, doctor,” I tease. “But no funny business.”
“I’d never risk a malpractice lawsuit like that,” he jokes, making me smile.
“Film?”
“Excellent. Have you ever seen Point Break?”
“No. What’s it about?”
“Surfing.”
“Oh. Do you surf too?”
“Too? Are you telling me you surf? Are you my dream girl?”
I laugh. “No. Well, I mean, I have a couple of times before. I just meant I met someone on the beach this morning who surfs.”
“It’s one of the best beaches in the country for surfing, so that doesn’t surprise me. And yes, I surf too. My friends own the surf school here, so I often help out there in the summer, but we spend a lot of our free time in the water.”
“Okay. It sounds like a good choice then. Let’s do it.”
“I tell you what, if you don’t mind me rummaging around in the kitchen, you set the movie up and I’ll get snacks and drinks. Sound good?”
“Perfect.”
As Finn walks towards the kitchen, I can’t help but admire the way his muscular back tenses and relaxes with each step. My heart races, and I consider giving in to my desires. But a part of me still feels guarded, and I’m not sure if I’m ready to take that step with him yet.
I try to distract myself by setting up the movie, but my thoughts keep drifting back to Finn. As he returns with a tray of snacks and drinks, I can’t help but notice the bulge in his shorts.
I bite my lower lip, my body betraying my intentions. He sets the tray down on the coffee table, and our eyes lock for a moment. I can feel the sexual tension building between us, and I know I won’t be able to resist him for long.
Without another word, Finn leans in and presses his lips to mine. Sparks fly, and I feel my body relax into his embrace. His hand trails down my back, sending shivers of desire through my body. I moan into his mouth, giving into the pleasure that he’s offering me.
He pulls away, and I can see the desire burning in his eyes. “Are you sure about this?” he asks, his voice husky with desire.
I nod, unable to speak as his hands roam over my body, igniting a fire within me. “Kissing’s fine.”
For a moment, he doesn’t move. Like he’s recalibrating. His hand stills at my waist, fingers flexing once like he’s resisting the instinct to pull me closer.
“Okay,” he says quietly. “Then we’ll keep it there.”