Page 45 of Heir of Fire
Allister shook his head. “No, I think it’s the other way around. Seriously, I think he’s misunderstood. Just really messed up after everything that happened with his parents.”
Huh, that sounded a little too familiar.
“You guys got that deep at the club? Are you going to be his best friend now?” she asked, moving onto her other leg.
“Now you sound like Dante,” he said. “We just chatted about things. I asked him about that one rumor Luna came up with.”
Gianna lifted her head. “Which one?”
“The one about him seeing someone. He didn’t confirm or deny, just said something about it being ‘complicated.’”
“What do you think?”
“I think it’s true.”
She swallowed harshly. “What makes you say that?”
“He didn’t move from the couch once. Didn’t look at anyone, didn’t touch anyone, didn’t talk to anyone. A whole club of women and he didn’t do anything.” Allister shook his head, almost as if he was analyzing something deeper, and if Gianna was paying more attention she would have tried to get to the bottom of it. All she could think about though were his words.
Or more specifically, Finn’s actions.
“I guess we’ll never know for sure,” Gianna said.
He shrugged, standing. “I guess not. Don’t go blabbering to Luna about it. The last thing I need is her questioning me a million times over to find out if he’s actually seeing someone.”
She swiped her finger over her lips as if zipping them shut. “No point in feeding a stupid rumor.”
“I have more work to do. Try not to stay up too late dancing.”
Gianna could only nod her head, watching as Allister left the studio to head back up the steps. She fell against the floor, her heart pounding against her chest. People were starting to notice, which was extremely dangerous for both her and Finn. Whatever they had going on needed to get nipped in the butt because curious minds never just stayed curious.
So then why did she have a big smile on her face thinking about Finn staying loyal to her at the club, texting her nonstop, and then begging her to spend the night?
He needed a big fat warning sign stapled to his head. One that read:Danger!
TWENTY-THREE
GIANNA
Gianna gasped awake,fighting against the body that was currently on top of her. It was convenient that there was a hand over her mouth, keeping her silent while she tried to scream for help.
“Relax.” The voice was smooth in her ear. “It’s me.”
She could barely make out his figure in the darkness, but she recognized his voice immediately. It was Finn, and for some reason he was in her room in the middle of the night.
When her body relaxed, he moved his hand away but remained hovering over her.
“What the hell are you doing in here?” she asked, agitated.
“Paying you back for the other night.”
She let out a frustrated groan, pushing him. “I have not slept a full night in forever. You are not going to mess that up for me again.”
“Are you asking me to sleep with you?” He beamed.
“I’m threatening you to let me sleep or I’m going to seriously hurt you.”
Finn sat up, pulling the covers off Gianna. “Come on, let’s go on a drive.”
