for the most part. You should know that I'm jealous, possessive, and probably a dozen other negative things. But I love you. It isn't my place to judge your past. I royally screwed up with you before. I don't have a right to have a problem with your relationship with Grey."
Her face softened, but her eyes were still tense. "Do you know why I stopped being angry with you last winter?"
"No. I thought you just stopped fighting your feelings for me," I answered , confused.
"That's partly true. But I stopped being mad because I wouldn't do anything different. I know you don't want to hear this, but I loved him. I'm glad for my time with him. I don't regret any of it. Not the beginning, the middle, or the end."
"You don't regret his leaving you without a word for almost ten months? You don't regret the end of the relationship with your first love?" I asked.
" Well, when you put it that way… I would regret ending a relationship with my first love if I hadn't found a way back to him," she said cryptically.
"What the hell? Am I wasting my time here?" I demanded.
"Finn. Grey isn't my first love," she added.
The fire in my skin s pread to my heart. "Chloë, are you saying what I think you're saying?"
"Finn, I'm in love with you. I still want to take our relationship slow."
I picked her up and kissed her. I meant it to be a quick brush of my lips against hers, but the simmering fire under my skin became an inferno.
I flicked my tongue against the seam of her lips, begging entrance. Chloë responded immediately. I fisted my hand into her hair, locking her lips to mine. She clung tightly to me, but all too soon, she pushed away.
"That isn't taking things slow, Finn."
I pressed my forehead against hers. "Sorry. I can't seem to help myself with you anymore."
"I don't really want you to. At least not completely," she admitted.
I took a step away from her. My body protested the action. The heat that coursed through my body when she was near suddenly turned into liquid fire. I took a step closer and the burning pain eased. I wrapped my arms around her and the pain disappeared. I took a deep breath.
"I can't seem to let you go right now ." My voice came out strangled.
Chloë placed her small hand on my face. "Hey, are you ok ay?"
I swallowed hard. "Not really. I'm in pain actually. I don't mean that in the way guys say it to get in a girl's pants."
"Why?" she asked softly.
I slipped my hand under her shirt and lightly stroked the skin just above her shorts. "My parents said it was the bond. I feel sick when you aren't right next to me. When I was in Europe, it felt like I had a cold that wouldn't go away. My dad noticed and explained the bond to me."
"But we haven't ... I thought that we had to, you know...before the bond happened," she stumbled out.
With my free hand , I pushed a long lock of hair behind her ear. "For you, Chloë. Not for me. I'm afraid you've had me since the first kiss. Remember the one that scared the hell out of me? It wasn't because I didn't want to be with you. It was because I never wanted to be without you."
"Keep saying things like that a nd you never will be," she said.
"I'll remember that. As much as I would love to kiss you right now, I don't think I can handle the pain. Instead, let's go eat at the café, walk around down town, and check out some of the stores," I suggested.
"Sounds like fun. I'm going to change real quick and I'll meet you back down here in thirty minutes."
Chloë
Taking extra time to get ready was worth it when I saw Finn's eyes darken as I walked down the stairs. "Ready?" I asked.
His jaw snapped closed and he nodded without taking his eyes off me. I loved when he looked at me like I was the sunrise, bright and full of possibilities. I bit my lip and slipped my hand into his.
He opened the door of his silver Lexus hybrid
Her face softened, but her eyes were still tense. "Do you know why I stopped being angry with you last winter?"
"No. I thought you just stopped fighting your feelings for me," I answered , confused.
"That's partly true. But I stopped being mad because I wouldn't do anything different. I know you don't want to hear this, but I loved him. I'm glad for my time with him. I don't regret any of it. Not the beginning, the middle, or the end."
"You don't regret his leaving you without a word for almost ten months? You don't regret the end of the relationship with your first love?" I asked.
" Well, when you put it that way… I would regret ending a relationship with my first love if I hadn't found a way back to him," she said cryptically.
"What the hell? Am I wasting my time here?" I demanded.
"Finn. Grey isn't my first love," she added.
The fire in my skin s pread to my heart. "Chloë, are you saying what I think you're saying?"
"Finn, I'm in love with you. I still want to take our relationship slow."
I picked her up and kissed her. I meant it to be a quick brush of my lips against hers, but the simmering fire under my skin became an inferno.
I flicked my tongue against the seam of her lips, begging entrance. Chloë responded immediately. I fisted my hand into her hair, locking her lips to mine. She clung tightly to me, but all too soon, she pushed away.
"That isn't taking things slow, Finn."
I pressed my forehead against hers. "Sorry. I can't seem to help myself with you anymore."
"I don't really want you to. At least not completely," she admitted.
I took a step away from her. My body protested the action. The heat that coursed through my body when she was near suddenly turned into liquid fire. I took a step closer and the burning pain eased. I wrapped my arms around her and the pain disappeared. I took a deep breath.
"I can't seem to let you go right now ." My voice came out strangled.
Chloë placed her small hand on my face. "Hey, are you ok ay?"
I swallowed hard. "Not really. I'm in pain actually. I don't mean that in the way guys say it to get in a girl's pants."
"Why?" she asked softly.
I slipped my hand under her shirt and lightly stroked the skin just above her shorts. "My parents said it was the bond. I feel sick when you aren't right next to me. When I was in Europe, it felt like I had a cold that wouldn't go away. My dad noticed and explained the bond to me."
"But we haven't ... I thought that we had to, you know...before the bond happened," she stumbled out.
With my free hand , I pushed a long lock of hair behind her ear. "For you, Chloë. Not for me. I'm afraid you've had me since the first kiss. Remember the one that scared the hell out of me? It wasn't because I didn't want to be with you. It was because I never wanted to be without you."
"Keep saying things like that a nd you never will be," she said.
"I'll remember that. As much as I would love to kiss you right now, I don't think I can handle the pain. Instead, let's go eat at the café, walk around down town, and check out some of the stores," I suggested.
"Sounds like fun. I'm going to change real quick and I'll meet you back down here in thirty minutes."
Chloë
Taking extra time to get ready was worth it when I saw Finn's eyes darken as I walked down the stairs. "Ready?" I asked.
His jaw snapped closed and he nodded without taking his eyes off me. I loved when he looked at me like I was the sunrise, bright and full of possibilities. I bit my lip and slipped my hand into his.
He opened the door of his silver Lexus hybrid
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