FinsFantasy by Jocelyn Dex Page B

around. She’d
heard him say he cared for her but figured that was an exaggeration for Baden’s
sake. He had no reason to care for her. She certainly hadn’t given him one.
    She waited for Fin to go back inside before leaving the
cover of the treeline. He’d seemed so riled up, she didn’t want to risk facing
him and have him take it out on her. Ya know, with the brutally delicious
kissing and groping. Her damn traitorous body reacted to that thought, tingles
spreading throughout her belly, then lower.
    Maybe she’d try to be a little less grossed out by him, be a
little nicer. She guessed she didn’t have to be so combative. It didn’t
mean she’d let him taint her any more than he already had but…yes, she’d try to
calm her herself when around him. At least a little. Mutant or not, for backing
her up, he deserved that much.

Chapter Seven
     
    Navine entered the cabin, planning to rein in her yuckies
about Fin and maybe sit down and have a companionable conversation, but he wasn’t
even present and she was surprised to find herself disappointed. She wasn’t
particularly tired, which also surprised her. Really at this point without
feeding, she should be exhausted and in some pain.
    Glad for whatever respite she was experiencing and not
wanting to look into the whys of it, she seriously considered knocking on Fin’s
door. She didn’t feel like being alone right now and his company wasn’t really
that bad, she supposed.
    She grabbed a cherry beer from the fridge, popped the cap
and tossed it into the trash, then made her way to the living area. Plopping
down on the couch, she turned on the TV and flipped through the channels, not
interested in what was on, she simply wanted background noise so she didn’t
feel so alone.
    Seconds later, Fin emerged from his room. He’d changed into
a pair of soft black workout shorts and a black tank top. His muscles rippled
as he stretched his arms above his head. She downed half her beer in one gulp
and let out an embarrassing burp. Her face must have turned ten shades of red,
as hot as it felt. It hadn’t been something she could hold back. Damn beer.
    Fin laughed at her faux pas and part of her wanted to bean
his head with the bottle. Instead, she laughed too.
    “Um, excuse me,” she said sheepishly.
    He treated her to a brilliant smile and said, “You’re
totally excused.” His jubilant expression faded to a guarded one as he asked, “Mind
if I join you?”
    She remembered her earlier promise to herself, took another
swig of beer and said, “Sure. Why not.”
    Surprise lit his handsome face as his smile returned. He
grabbed a beer from the fridge and pulled up a chair and ottoman from the
corner, making himself comfortable.
    Navine tried but couldn’t keep herself from ogling him. From
his toned legs to his soft dark-brown hair, he was a sight to behold. She
downed the rest of her beer, hopped up, grabbed another and lay back on the
couch. “You know, you can ditch the contacts. Like you said, I already know
what you are.”
    He winced even though she hadn’t spoken harshly and she felt
inclined to add, “I mean, I’m curious to see your real eyes.”
    “You feeling okay?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.
    “Okay as can be expected I suppose,” she shrugged and took a
long pull from the bottle.
    “Hate these damn things,” Fin said as he rose from the
chair. “Back in a sec.”
    She watched his ass flex beneath those workout shorts and
had to stifle a quiver. Damn, the male was built. His body was exactly as she
preferred.
    He returned and sat down on the chair again but kept his
eyes averted from her. “Lemme see,” she encouraged. She really was curious
about them. She’d never seen the color on a male before.
    He slowly turned his head and she was momentarily awe struck
by the brilliance. Deep gold, flecked with warm golden-brown specks. She could
get lost in their depths if she wasn’t careful.
    “Stunning,” she breathed before she knew the