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)
My dick pressed against my pants. “Jesus, Rory,” I whispered.
“After I get undressed, my hands may wander over my body.”
The thought of seeing Rory get herself off was tantalizing. “Keep going.”
“My hands will slowly move down to my—”
An alarm suddenly went off, for a two-alarmer. Rory instantly stopped speaking. “Finn,” she whispered.
“I’ve got to go, Éan. I’ll text you in a bit.”
Her voice cracked as she replied, “Stay safe, okay?”
“Always, baby. Always.”
“See ya later—right?”
I swallowed hard. Knowing she would be sitting and worrying about me did something to my chest. It felt as if a weight was sitting on it.
“See ya later,” I replied before hitting End and hustling to the truck.
Rory
A letter and dancing
With a smile on my face, I stood in front of the mirror. If this didn’t make Finn’s mouth drop open, nothing would. The plunging neckline showed enough cleavage my father would likely tell me to cover up. The thigh-high slit added the perfect amount of sexy. Turning, I giggled when I saw the open back.
My eyes closed as I thought about Finn’s hands softly moving against my bare skin. Trembling, I opened my eyes and bit down on my lip. My heartbeat increased, and I knew there was a look of anticipation on my face.
The knock startled me. I quickly made my way over and opened my bedroom door. My mother stood before me with a huge smile on her face. “Well, now I see why you asked if you could get ready here. You were trying to give your father time to recover from his heart attack when he sees you in this dress.”
Heat swept across my cheeks. “Very funny,” I replied with a fake laugh.
She lifted a brow. “You know I’m being somewhat serious.”
With a nod, I turned and headed over to the dresser, where I grabbed a pair of silver Kendra Scott earrings to adorn my ears. I wore them often and loved the way they looked against the red dress. They didn’t draw too much attention yet added just the right amount of shimmer.
“Less is always best,” my mother whispered as she looked at my reflection in the mirror.
My eyes roamed my body before they met my mother’s. “Do you think he’ll like the dress?”
Her smile grew bigger. “Oh, my darling, I think he is going to love your dress. He won’t be able to take his eyes off you all night. Which is another reason you need to talk to your father.”
A tightness in my chest took ahold of me, and I pulled in a deep breath of air. “I will. I promise you.”
Her smile faded some. “You know what he is going to do, don’t you?”
“Freak out?” I answered with a halfhearted laugh.
“That’s one thing he’ll do. Then he’ll probably curse some and forbid you to see him. Then he’ll tell you Finn is not the right guy for you and remind you what being with a firefighter is like.”
My eyes filled with tears, and I desperately tried to keep them contained. “I love him, Mom. And that scares me. A call came through when I was talking to him on the phone, and I was a basket case until he sent me a text saying they were heading back to the station. But the idea of not having Finn in my life…I can’t even imagine it. My feelings for him grow stronger by the day. That’s not my biggest fear right now, though. My biggest fear is Daddy telling me he won’t give me his blessing.”
Resting her chin on my shoulder, my mother reached around and handed me a small envelope as she gently smiled at me. “Then you need to decide what’s worth fighting for.”
“I know,” I softly replied as I took the envelope.
The only thing it said on it was:
To: you
From: me
“What is this?”
She grabbed my shoulders and gave them a tight squeeze. “It was delivered to your office today right after you left, along with a dozen roses. I had them leave the flowers on your desk and I brought this home to you.”
I ran my fingers along the front and whispered, “Finn.”
“Don’t be too long. Your father won’t want to be late.”
Absentmindedly nodding to her, I walked over to the chair in the corner and carefully sat down. I turned the envelope over and read what was typed on the front.
When we first met...
My hands shook as I opened the letter.
Dear Rory,
I’ll never forget the moment when our eyes first met across that room. The way it made me feel was something I had never experienced before. That day changed my life forever.
Thank you for waking up my heart.
Love,
Finn
My hand covered my mouth as I fought to hold back my tears. Clutching the letter to my chest, I closed my eyes and let them free.