remembered only too well how talented a tongue it was - opened without hesitation. As their tongues explored, her hands shifted to his back and roamed lower to his ass. God, he had a fantastic ass. When she squeezed it, his foot slipped and he stumbled.
Instead of falling, however, he used the momentum to move them, and soon she found her back pressed against a wall.
“Finn,” she whispered on a gasping breath.
“Yes, Princess?” he asked as his hands delved underneath her layers of clothes. Her jacket was easily pushed aside, and one hand delved into her hair while the other undid her jeans.
“Finn,” she said again as she grasped his shirt so tightly that two buttons popped off. She gasped when she saw what she’d done and time seemed to stop. Though Finn didn’t seem to mind - his look was one of amusement - she pushed away from him.
God, how could she be so stupid again? She was falling for the wrong man again. Physical chemistry wasn’t enough for her, not anymore. She ran a frustrated hand through her hair, which now hung loose, thanks to Finn. The flower the little girl had given her that morning had fallen to the floor.
“What’s the matter, Arianna?” he asked behind her. “Did I hurt you?”
She zipped up her jeans and turned to face him. “No, of course you didn’t.”
“Then what is it?” he said as he took a step towards her. He didn’t try to touch her again, and while her head was happy with that, her heart wasn’t. Why couldn’t they get on the same page?
“We shouldn’t be doing this, anything like this.”
“Why? Is there someone else?”
She didn’t respond right away. How should she tell him?
“There is, isn’t there?” he said resigned, and ran a hand over his face. “Someone back in Valleria?”
She shook her head. “Do you know why Alex and I are really here in Brazenbourg?”
“What? No, not really. Henry doesn’t involve me in those types of discussions. What has that got to do with you?”
“I’m not sure how to tell you.”
“Just give it to me straight.”
“It’s Henry.”
“Henry? What about Henry?” Realization dawned on his face. “The other man is Henry?” She nodded. “Jesus. How long have you been seeing him? He’s kept it very quiet. So have you.”
“It’s not like that,” she said shaking her head. She sighed and sat down in a pew. “Henry wants to marry me.”
“What? What the hell are you talking about?”
“He told Alex he wants to marry me. He won’t help us, that is, Valleria, unless I do. Or maybe he won’t think about helping us until I do.”
“And you’re marrying him?” he asked, his body stiff with tension.
“I don’t know.”
“That means you’re thinking about it.” He ran an impatient hand through his hair. “Then why didn’t you stop me today? Or even last night? I wouldn’t have -.”
“I know,” she said, interrupting him. “I wanted it, Finn. I wanted you.”
He sucked in a breath, then let it out slowly. “But you don’t want me anymore. You want Henry.”
“I don’t know about Henry, but I do know that I still want you. I can’t seem to help it,” she ended quietly, the admission surprising even herself.
“Arianna,” Finn said gruffly as he sat down next to her. He tilted her chin up to face him. “I’d never push you to do anything you didn’t want to do.”
“I know. I’m just afraid that I’ll end up pushing myself instead.”
His hand fell away. “And regretting it? Do you regret what we did last night?”
Her lips quirked in a half smile. “As I recall, you didn’t do much of anything last night. You made me do a lot of the work.”
He returned her smile. “You have no idea, do you?” he said in a husky voice. “You have no idea just how fucking sexy you looked last night.”
“You shouldn’t say things like that in a
Instead of falling, however, he used the momentum to move them, and soon she found her back pressed against a wall.
“Finn,” she whispered on a gasping breath.
“Yes, Princess?” he asked as his hands delved underneath her layers of clothes. Her jacket was easily pushed aside, and one hand delved into her hair while the other undid her jeans.
“Finn,” she said again as she grasped his shirt so tightly that two buttons popped off. She gasped when she saw what she’d done and time seemed to stop. Though Finn didn’t seem to mind - his look was one of amusement - she pushed away from him.
God, how could she be so stupid again? She was falling for the wrong man again. Physical chemistry wasn’t enough for her, not anymore. She ran a frustrated hand through her hair, which now hung loose, thanks to Finn. The flower the little girl had given her that morning had fallen to the floor.
“What’s the matter, Arianna?” he asked behind her. “Did I hurt you?”
She zipped up her jeans and turned to face him. “No, of course you didn’t.”
“Then what is it?” he said as he took a step towards her. He didn’t try to touch her again, and while her head was happy with that, her heart wasn’t. Why couldn’t they get on the same page?
“We shouldn’t be doing this, anything like this.”
“Why? Is there someone else?”
She didn’t respond right away. How should she tell him?
“There is, isn’t there?” he said resigned, and ran a hand over his face. “Someone back in Valleria?”
She shook her head. “Do you know why Alex and I are really here in Brazenbourg?”
“What? No, not really. Henry doesn’t involve me in those types of discussions. What has that got to do with you?”
“I’m not sure how to tell you.”
“Just give it to me straight.”
“It’s Henry.”
“Henry? What about Henry?” Realization dawned on his face. “The other man is Henry?” She nodded. “Jesus. How long have you been seeing him? He’s kept it very quiet. So have you.”
“It’s not like that,” she said shaking her head. She sighed and sat down in a pew. “Henry wants to marry me.”
“What? What the hell are you talking about?”
“He told Alex he wants to marry me. He won’t help us, that is, Valleria, unless I do. Or maybe he won’t think about helping us until I do.”
“And you’re marrying him?” he asked, his body stiff with tension.
“I don’t know.”
“That means you’re thinking about it.” He ran an impatient hand through his hair. “Then why didn’t you stop me today? Or even last night? I wouldn’t have -.”
“I know,” she said, interrupting him. “I wanted it, Finn. I wanted you.”
He sucked in a breath, then let it out slowly. “But you don’t want me anymore. You want Henry.”
“I don’t know about Henry, but I do know that I still want you. I can’t seem to help it,” she ended quietly, the admission surprising even herself.
“Arianna,” Finn said gruffly as he sat down next to her. He tilted her chin up to face him. “I’d never push you to do anything you didn’t want to do.”
“I know. I’m just afraid that I’ll end up pushing myself instead.”
His hand fell away. “And regretting it? Do you regret what we did last night?”
Her lips quirked in a half smile. “As I recall, you didn’t do much of anything last night. You made me do a lot of the work.”
He returned her smile. “You have no idea, do you?” he said in a husky voice. “You have no idea just how fucking sexy you looked last night.”
“You shouldn’t say things like that in a
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