Page 39 of Match Made in the Maldives

“I wanna make you scream, baby girl.”

“I dare you.”

“Love having you here.” He nips at my chest, teeth grazing a nipple. “Being buried in you. I’ll give you whatever you want.”

“Just this, always.”

“Luna.” He pumps into me, over and over, making my vision go blurry with bliss. “Fuck. Can’t wait to feel you come all around me.”

I soar off the edge into the abyss, screaming Finn’s name as he buries his head in my neck. I melt into the bed, sinking, then floating, then wrapped in radiance. It’s like an explosion has gone off inside me, leaving a satiated sensation in its wake. Today’s date, where I am—I’ve forgotten almost everything. The entire world has faded away except for me and this man.

Finn groans against me, his hips driving until he spills into me.Yes, I say, again and again. I can’t remember a time when we weren’t like this, weren’t this close or intimate, and weren’t sharing every part of each other.

We lay there, depleted yet content, for a while. Days, possibly, but I don’t care to keep track. I could lie here with him on top of me forever.

Until the sound of the keycard in the front door echoes through the house.

Chapter Fourteen

Finley

The creak of the front door opening sends Lou into overdrive. Shit, shit,shit. I freeze while she digs around the pillows for her nightshirt.

“Act normal,” she says in a whisper.

“Normal?”

“Lou?” Mel’s voice and a knock sound at the bedroom door. “You awake?”

“Y-yeah.”

“Can we come in?”

We?

“Put on your swim trunks.” Lou throws on her tee and hop-walks to me, pointing to the outdoor shower where I left my swimsuit. “They’ll have no idea.”

I shake my head at her, panic climbing up my throat.No, I’m not ready.I look at the bathroom, wondering if I could get away with hiding in there.

Two more polite knocks sound at the door before my best friend’s face appears at the entrance.

“Hey,” he says, looking me up and down as I reach too late for a towel to cover myself. The towel doesn’t make a difference—nothing can hide that I am very obviously naked in Luna’s room.

“Uh.” Aaron chuckles, devoid of humor. “What the fuck’s going on?”

The entrance opens all the way, revealing Mel. Her eyes go wide and both her hands fly to her mouth. “Ohmygod.”

“This isn’t what it looks like,” I say in a rush, clutching the fabric tighter around my body. Somehow, I still feel nude.

“I mean, what does it look like?” Aaron asks. “’Cause I know what I think it looks like.”

“You two are sleeping together?” Mel blurts out.

“No.” I can’t respond fast enough. “I rinsed off and came in here to check on Lou. That’s all.”

“The rest of the family stopped by the buffet for lunch, but Mel and I wanted to check on Lou too. And when we get here, you’re not wearing anything in my sister’s room.” Aaron surveys the space, his eyes catching on the outdoor shower where both our swimsuits sit in a lifeless pile. “Dude.” He stares at me, his expression laced with disappointment and hurt. “Why are you lying to me?”

“I—” My response gets lodged in my throat as I’m reminded why getting involved with Luna was such a dangerous decision from the start.

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