her approval with a quiet moan and a roll of her hips.
His hand at her back moved down to her butt and pulled her tight against him. The denim of his jeans was no barrier for his raging erection and the heat of it seemed to burn through Lizzie’s cotton shorts.
“Liz, you feel so good.”
“Mmm, you too. Oh-” she squeaked as he found her nipple. It wasn’t difficult, the kiss alone made it pebble and harden against her white blouse. His thumb rubbed circles around the sensitive nub and for just a moment she didn’t obsess over thoughts about his hand on her ass, and if he could feel cellulite through panties and shorts.
A car door slamming across the parking lot broke their kiss and Finn laid his forehead against hers, catching his breath. He looked over her head, over the roof of her car, to see someone in the lot getting into their car.
“Not here. I can’t do all the things I want to you here. Let’s go.” He started to move her away from the door so that he could open it.
“Where do you want to go? We can’t go to my parent’s place, they're home right now.”
He looked away, towards the water, watched it for a few seconds, contemplating. He placed his hands on her shoulders and gave a quick kiss to her nose. “Let’s go to the beach, that place was always lucky for us.”
“Not as lucky as you would have liked,” she said, laughing. She moved around to the driver side and got in as Finn did the same in the passenger seat. He stilled her hand as she went to put the key in the ignition.
“Our luck’s about to change, babe.”
She started the car and pulled out of the lot and onto the main drag. The beach was in Hancock. Her side of the canal. As they approached the bridge, they saw a group of boys walking across on the pedestrian walk.
Finn slammed his hand down on the dash, startling her . “God damn that kid! Liz, you better pull over. I need to get out,” he spat out, his anger evident.
“Here? Right here on the bridge?” She got into the right hand lane, and slowed down.
He glanced in the rearview mirror. “Yeah, right here. There’s no one behind us, just stop and I’ll hop out.”
She didn’t know what to think. What just happened? Had he realized in the time it took to drive to the bridge just how flabby her ass had actually been and decided to jump ship? “Are you coming back?”
He let out a huge sigh. “No. Not tonight. It’s okay, I can walk back to my car from here. I’ll call you tomorrow. Your parents still in the book?”
At her dumbfounded nod, he added, “I’m really sorry. I didn’t want our night to end like this.”
“Then why is it?” She steeled herself for the worst, all thoughts centered on her body, and his evident disgust with it .
“See that group of kids up there? The one with the Lions ball cap is mine, and he’s an hour past curfew.” He left the car and shut the door in one sleek movement. He hopped the barrier to the pedestrian walk and headed to the unsuspecting kids.
To his son.
Finn ’s son.
A horn honked behind Lizzie bringing her attention back to the road. She crossed the bridge and headed, not to the beach, but to her parent’s home.
As she turned up the hill at Bob’s Mobil the bible verse seemed to shout at her.
“As for you, be fruitful and increase in number, multiply on the earth and increase upon it.”
Apparently, Finn had followed that advice.
Chapter Five
√ Google if they still make Brut
√ Pick-up more suntan lotion
√ Call Sybil
“He has a son? Why did we not think of that?” Alison asked.
“I know - duh. I can’t believe I didn’t think of it before. And it never showed up online – although not much on Finn did. Of course he has a kid, nobody’s married for that long and doesn’t have children.”
“Some people are,” Katie quietly whispered.
Lizzie was awash with contrition. “Oh God, I’m sorry Kat, I wasn’t thinking.”
“Step A: Open mouth. Step B: Insert
His hand at her back moved down to her butt and pulled her tight against him. The denim of his jeans was no barrier for his raging erection and the heat of it seemed to burn through Lizzie’s cotton shorts.
“Liz, you feel so good.”
“Mmm, you too. Oh-” she squeaked as he found her nipple. It wasn’t difficult, the kiss alone made it pebble and harden against her white blouse. His thumb rubbed circles around the sensitive nub and for just a moment she didn’t obsess over thoughts about his hand on her ass, and if he could feel cellulite through panties and shorts.
A car door slamming across the parking lot broke their kiss and Finn laid his forehead against hers, catching his breath. He looked over her head, over the roof of her car, to see someone in the lot getting into their car.
“Not here. I can’t do all the things I want to you here. Let’s go.” He started to move her away from the door so that he could open it.
“Where do you want to go? We can’t go to my parent’s place, they're home right now.”
He looked away, towards the water, watched it for a few seconds, contemplating. He placed his hands on her shoulders and gave a quick kiss to her nose. “Let’s go to the beach, that place was always lucky for us.”
“Not as lucky as you would have liked,” she said, laughing. She moved around to the driver side and got in as Finn did the same in the passenger seat. He stilled her hand as she went to put the key in the ignition.
“Our luck’s about to change, babe.”
She started the car and pulled out of the lot and onto the main drag. The beach was in Hancock. Her side of the canal. As they approached the bridge, they saw a group of boys walking across on the pedestrian walk.
Finn slammed his hand down on the dash, startling her . “God damn that kid! Liz, you better pull over. I need to get out,” he spat out, his anger evident.
“Here? Right here on the bridge?” She got into the right hand lane, and slowed down.
He glanced in the rearview mirror. “Yeah, right here. There’s no one behind us, just stop and I’ll hop out.”
She didn’t know what to think. What just happened? Had he realized in the time it took to drive to the bridge just how flabby her ass had actually been and decided to jump ship? “Are you coming back?”
He let out a huge sigh. “No. Not tonight. It’s okay, I can walk back to my car from here. I’ll call you tomorrow. Your parents still in the book?”
At her dumbfounded nod, he added, “I’m really sorry. I didn’t want our night to end like this.”
“Then why is it?” She steeled herself for the worst, all thoughts centered on her body, and his evident disgust with it .
“See that group of kids up there? The one with the Lions ball cap is mine, and he’s an hour past curfew.” He left the car and shut the door in one sleek movement. He hopped the barrier to the pedestrian walk and headed to the unsuspecting kids.
To his son.
Finn ’s son.
A horn honked behind Lizzie bringing her attention back to the road. She crossed the bridge and headed, not to the beach, but to her parent’s home.
As she turned up the hill at Bob’s Mobil the bible verse seemed to shout at her.
“As for you, be fruitful and increase in number, multiply on the earth and increase upon it.”
Apparently, Finn had followed that advice.
Chapter Five
√ Google if they still make Brut
√ Pick-up more suntan lotion
√ Call Sybil
“He has a son? Why did we not think of that?” Alison asked.
“I know - duh. I can’t believe I didn’t think of it before. And it never showed up online – although not much on Finn did. Of course he has a kid, nobody’s married for that long and doesn’t have children.”
“Some people are,” Katie quietly whispered.
Lizzie was awash with contrition. “Oh God, I’m sorry Kat, I wasn’t thinking.”
“Step A: Open mouth. Step B: Insert
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