Page 66 of Flirting in Traffic

He saw her panicked expression.

“What? We were so loud,” she whispered in rising mortification. “They probably heard us making love. I didn’t even think to quiet myself while we were—”

She blushed hotly as she glanced over at the desk.

Finn laughed and tilted her chin until she buried her face in his chest again. “No reason to hide the truth from the rest of the world, honey. You are what you are. A wanton, uninhibited…damn sexy woman.”

She pressed her lips to

his fragrant skin. “Only for you,” she whispered.

“I wouldn’t have it any other way,” Finn said, his deep voice rumbling from his chest straight to Esa’s widening smile.

Epilogue

Eight Months Later

“Uh. Uh. Uh,” Glory Madigan muttered appreciatively as she circled her soon-to-be granddaughter-in-law. Molly Madigan raised herself from off her knees and flared the hem of Esa’s ivory wedding dress over her shoes.

“She looks fantastic, doesn’t she?” Molly asked, her eyes running over every detail of the simple, elegant but nevertheless magnificent gown that she’d designed and created for Esa’s marriage to her son that weekend.

“She’ll be the sexiest bride I’ve ever seen,” Glory stated baldly. “It’s going to be the shortest wedding reception in history tomorrow night. Finn won’t be able to wait to get her into bed once he sees her in that dress, Molly.”

Esa grinned happily and ran her hands over the soft material at her hips. “You really think so, Glory?” she asked hopefully.

“I know so. Finn has his grandfather’s genes. Goes in for all the curves,” Glory said confidently as she swept her hand down her own glorious, statuesque figure. “Sean was half-wild to get me into bed on the night of our wedding. He offended my mother by making off with me to our hotel room after all the toasts were finished. She was furious that we didn’t cut the expensive cake she’d had made.”

“The cake I made wasn’t all that expensive but I do hope you and Finn will have some before Finn ‘makes off with you’.” Molly chuckled as she checked the seam at Esa’s waist. “Everything is perfect with the dress, Esa. Rachel is picking up the shoes this evening, isn’t she?”

“Yes, she’ll bring them to the rehearsal dinner toni—”

“Esa!” someone bellowed from Molly’s living room.

“Finn?” Esa shouted.

“Don’t you dare come in here, young man!” Glory shouted fiercely. “Esa is in her wedding dress.”

“Well, tell her to get out of it and come out here, quick. I’ve got a surprise,” Finn called, this time from the other side of Glory’s bedroom door.

Both Madigan women gave Esa a speculative look. Esa shrugged.

“At least it sounds like a good surprise. For a second I thought he was going to say that the deal for the new house fell through,” she said, referring to the bright, sunny townhouse they’d just purchased in Lincoln Park.

She snuck up behind Finn silently a few minutes later. He stared out the picture window in his mom’s living room. Esa’s gaze ran over him hungrily. The monumental lust for him that she’d felt from the very beginning had only grown exponentially over the past eight months. Her love for him magnified it until sometimes she was sure she couldn’t wait for her work day to be over so that she could attack him.

He wore a pair of casual cargo shorts that showed off his muscular calves, lean hips and tight butt. Esa reached out and palmed one of those delicious buns presently.

“Is this my surprise? If it is, I love it,” she teased as she squeezed the taut flesh.

He spun around.

“Hey…you just deprived me of my surprise!” she pouted.

His blue eyes gleamed with amusement. “You can have all you want of that here in a second. In fact, I’m counting on it,” Finn said before he kissed her all-too-briefly on the lips and grabbed her hand.

“Finn, we don’t have time to fool around,” Esa whispered as he pulled her toward the front door. “The rehearsal dinner is in less than two hours.”

“Plenty of time,” he assured her.

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