Page 102 of Finn Rhodes Forever

Don pointed at her, eyes wide. “Like toothpaste squirting out of the tube.”

Beside me, Finn closed his eyes, probably trying to evaporate into the air or block this afternoon from his memory.

“Toothpaste,” I whispered, and he met my gaze, shaking his head.

“You are so dead,” he whispered back, and a thrill ran through me.

Elizabeth flipped through the pages to about three-quarters of the way through the book. “Let’s discuss the inclusion ofbutt stuffin this novel.”

Finn shook his head. “No,” he begged his mom.

“Finn.” She gave him a long look and I nearly burst out laughing. “Please be mature about this. In my experience, anal sex can bequiteromantic.”

A delirious laugh rose up my throat but I held it down. Across the circle, Hannah stared at me, shaking her head slightly with bright eyes.

I owe you, I mouthed at her, but she grinned, looking equal parts horrified and amused.

I’m used to it, she mouthed back, sliding her gaze to Don and Miri.

To Finn, I raised my eyebrows.Giving in?

He dragged in a deep breath like he was steeling himself for war before shaking his head.

Miri lit up. “What an exciting surprise that was. Who knew anal sex could be so romantic?”

“Inmyexperience—” Elizabeth started.

“Welp, this is fucking horrifying.” Finn grabbed my hand and stood. “We’ve got somewhere to be.”

“So soon?” Elizabeth gave him a bright smile, and I saw that Finn had inherited every ounce of his troublemaking from this woman.

He hauled me to the door. “Thanks for having us,” he called over his shoulder.

“Come back next month, we’re discussing a polar bear shifter romance!” Miri’s voice rang out as Finn pulled me through the door.

In the alley beside the bookstore, he backed me against the bright yellow mural with fire and amusement in his eyes.

“Did you find that funny?” he asked in a low voice.

“Yes.” My voice was a whisper. A laugh sat right below my vocal cords. “I did.”

He blinked slowly, holding my gaze. “So on the next date, we get to do whatever I want, right?”

My nerves spiked. “What do you mean?”

The cruel line of his mouth hooked up and something dangerous and playful flared in his eyes. Between my legs, heat coiled. I didn’t think I’d ever had so much fun.

“I mean,” he said, low and dark, “that you’ve had your fun, and next time we go out, I get to have my fun.”

A thousand images projected in my mind of Finn and me naked, tangled in the sheets. Skin on skin. Chests heaving for air, his hand between my legs. Histonguebetween my legs, firm and unrelenting. Gripping his hair, shuddering around him as he thrust inside me.

“Okay.” My voice was so quiet. “Fine.”

“Good.” His expression turned wicked and smug before he brightened up. “Hungry?”

I beamed at him and nodded.

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