Chapter 18
EIGHTEEN
FINN
Finn sat in the garage, a can of beer in his hand and a frown on his face. He truly did not understand women because he and Gianna had a wonderful fucking time in the shower—amazing, the best sex of his life—and then she turned a complete cold shoulder to him.
He said he wanted to date her, that he wouldn’t see anyone else, and she wanted nothing to do with him. What the hell was he doing wrong?
This was why he had never been in a relationship before. It always got too complicated, and he never gave a shit to work anything out or to commit to anyone. Everyone was always so boring.
Not Gianna. She was a firecracker and drove him up a wall, and he was wild with need. The number of times he had caught himself thinking about her perfect fucking body in the shower, her plump lips, her dazed look, her small smile—fuck, Finn had lost count.
“Have you been listening to me at all?” Augustus asked, throwing the rag at him. He was hunched over some older car, fixing it up as if he gave a shit about it, or maybe he did. Finn thought it was just an excuse for him to be here closer to Cecilia.
“Sorry, I zoned out,” Finn said, sitting up. He sat the beer on the counter and walked over to the car, leaning against the side and looking in. “What the hell are you doing there?”
“Fixing the motor.”
“Really? Looks like you’re breaking it.”
“Then it looks like I’ll have to be here all the time to fix it.” Augustus grinned, taking a drink of his beer.
“Speaking of, how do you deal with a girl not wanting anything to do with you?” Finn asked.
“Why? You have someone in your life now?”
Finn sighed. “Something like that. She’s been fucking ignoring me since I said we were dating.”
“You asked or you said?” Augustus asked, his brow cocked.
“Are you supposed to ask? I thought it was just like a statement type of thing.”
“Dumbass, have you even gone on a date? Been romantic at all?” Augustus asked.
“Why are you asking these questions like it’s something I should have fucking known? Seems to me like you don’t practice what you preach,” he said, getting defensive.
“Me and Cecilia are different.” It was left at that. “Who is the girl?”
“I don’t know if I should tell you,” Finn said, scratching his chin.
Augustus shrugged. “I have cameras all around this house, so I know exactly who it is. I was just giving you a chance to tell me yourself.”
Finn waited for some kind of panic or worry to hit him, but neither came. Instead, he nodded his head, making a mental note to find where all those cameras were and to get rid of them. At least any that were obviously harmful to him.
“And what?”
Augustus snorted. “That’s all you have to say? I just told you that I know you’re fucking Gianna Moretti and you’re acting that calm?” He shook his head. “The old you would’ve been strangling me by now.”
“I know you won’t say shit because one word and I’ll let Cecilia know that you have cameras watching her,” he said.
That seemed to do it because Augustus held his hands up in surrender. “You got me there. Seriously though, do you know what you’re getting yourself into? She’s high maintenance, dramatic, and seems like everything you wouldn’t fucking want. How did this even happen?”
Maybe Finn had changed because he felt his blood boiling when Augustus went on and on about Gianna in that way. “It happened because it happened.”
“Wise words.”
“Fuck off.”
“Whatever, man. Maybe if you’re dating Gianna, Cecilia will want to do double dates or something,” Augustus suggested.
Finn let out a loud laugh. “Did you forget that they both hate us?”
“That’s what they say,” he said, drinking the rest of his beer. “That doesn’t last forever.”
He really hoped it didn’t because it felt like he was already starting to lose his mind without seeing Gianna. He couldn’t even have a simple conversation without it revolving around her. She bulldozed her way in, left her mark, and then tried to leave just like that.
Unfortunately for her, that didn’t work for Finn.
He hadn’t had a reason to stick around before.
To settle down and actually create a life for himself in the place where it felt like he was haunted by the reminders of his past. But now he did.
Suddenly, he had a reason to stay, he had people in his life he would miss too much.
So, try as she might, but he wasn’t going anywhere.
And dare he say, he was finally getting everything his father told him he would never have.