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Molly followed her into the bedroom, and Finley pointed to the desk in the corner where her custom-built computer sat, turned off and waiting for her to finish adding the extra RAM she’d bought but still hadn’t installed.
“It’s clear,” Molly said.
“See-through, yeah,” she replied. “I like to see how it all works inside when it’s going. I had the shell custom-made by this guy I know. It’s one of my favorite things.”
“I thought you meant a laptop or something.”
Molly walked over to the desk to inspect the computer.
“No, it’s a gaming PC. I don’t game as much as I used to before India, but most of the fun of gaming for me was the computer I used, so that was fine. I think I might test my skills again, though.”
“You should. If you liked it, I mean.”
Finley smiled at her and replied, “I have to install some RAM. Want to watch me after we eat?”
“You can order, and we can do it now. Will you show me how? I can maybe learn something.”
“Really?”
Molly nodded.
“Then, yeah. I can show you how to install it in this one, but it’s different for laptops. I could come over to your place sometime and install some in your computer, if you want.”
“My work computer? Are we allowed?”
“No, your personal one.”
“I don’t have a personal one. I just use my work one for everything, or my phone. I have an iPad, but I don’t use it that much.”
“You don’t have a personal–” Finley shook her head. “I have one you can have.”
“What?”
“A laptop. I built it last year and haven’t done anything with it. You can have it. You need a non-work-owned-and-operated computer, Molls. I mean, where do you watch your porn?”
Molly’s eyes went wide.
“I’m kidding.” Finley laughed.
“Oh. I thought you were seriously going to give me a computer so that I can watch porn, Fin.”
“Iamgiving you a computer, but you don’t have to watch porn on it. I’ll show you. Come on.”
“Porn?” Molly asked in a high-pitched voice.
“Only if you’re into that sort of thing for a third date.” Finley winked at her. “You know what? I’m just getting overly excited about this nerd stuff. We can do all this later.” She moved into Molly, and her hands went to Molly’s hips. “Let’s order dinner and find a movie.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes. I just want to snuggle up with you on the couch,” Finley replied.
“Thatdoessound good,” Molly said, wrapping her arms around Finley’s neck.
“Wanna make out before the food gets here?” Finley asked with wiggling eyebrows and watched Molly nod.
CHAPTER 22
Driving to work that morning, Molly knew it was going to be a good day. Last night had been amazing. Still, she had decided not to stay over, even though she had been invited and had wanted to, because after making out with Finley for at least half of their date, she knew they would’ve ended up sleeping together, despite both of them agreeing that they shouldn’t just because they clearly wanted to last night.
