Page 42 of Jilted Jock
“I’m Finn,” he said as he extended a hand.
“Bobbi.” There were practically hearts in her eyes.
He took it all in stride, smiling genuinely at her and letting her grip his hand longer than was polite. When she finally let go, he looked back to me and trained that genuine smile my direction. Was Finn capable of faking anything? He was always just so… himself. Or maybe that’s just what I wanted to believe to make the past week of our slow building friendship seem more real.
“What are you doing here?”
“I had to take the opportunity to see where you work.” He glanced around. “Pretty nice.”
“Do you want a tour?” I asked, feeling lame about the whole thing but having no clue what to do with him standing in front of me.
“I don’t want to interrupt, I just wanted to see what time you get off.”
I shook my head, still completely rattled that he was here in my freaking office. I was suddenly glad I would be out of the office tomorrow. Maybe my three-day weekend would give the office rumor mill a chance to find something else to talk about.
Who was I kidding? They’d be talking about Finn until an equally famous or hot guy walked into the office. So basically forever.
“Adele?” Finn’s smile fell slightly while I stared at him in confusion.
“Sorry. What did you say?”
“I asked what time you got off work?”
Harry must have noticed the change in atmosphere because he came out of his office, straightening his tie, and plastered on the welcoming smile he reserved for prospective clients.
“Hi, Harry Beecham. How can we help you?”
“Actually, I’m a friend of Adele’s. Thought I’d stop by and see what time she got off work.”
“Oh.” Harry looked to me in surprise.
“Harry, this is Finn McCash.”
Harry had no idea who Finn was and he’d be humiliated later, but I figured if Finn wanted him to know more than his name, he’d offer it up.
“Pleasure.” Harry extended his hand and Finn took it.
“Likewise.”
Harry stepped back and placed both hands on his hips. “You two must go way back. Did you go to school together in Australia?”
“Not quite that far back, but it feels like forever.” Finn’s gaze locked on me as he said it. His tone was teasing, but it made my stomach flip anyway. God, he could put on the charm when he wanted.
“You should take off. Go catch up,” Harry said. “We’ve got it covered.” He checked with Bobbi who nodded and then waved me off. “Go.”
I wavered for only a few seconds. I never left early, but I’d already made sure everything was covered for tomorrow and it was after four. It wasn’t likely something urgent would come up between now and close.
Finn looked to me so hopefully and I had to admit I was curious what he had up his sleeve. I grabbed my purse, said the quickest of goodbyes to Bobbi, and then followed Finn out of the building. It felt a little like skipping class with my high school boyfriend.
Neither of us spoke until we reached our cars. He’d parked his right next to mine.
“I have a surprise for you.”
“What?”
“For a girl craving adventure, you don’t seem to be much on surprises.”
My stomach twisted with the truth of that.
