"Come with us. He's supposedly good at it, but I know he's looking to get better."
"I have to work tomorrow, but if you guys can wait until I get off, I'm all for it." I pulled out of the parking lot and glanced back to see my father and Milly standing in the open door, his arm around her shoulders as they watched us leave.
I prayed something would become of them. The old man needed a woman as bad as I did.
"We'll wait for you." She leaned in and pressed her hands to the heaters. "My brother is going to a sleepover tomorrow night and my father's going out of town. You want to maybe snowboard with us and then come over? I'll make dinner and we can watch a movie or something."
Damn, things were changing fast.
I glanced over at her as my heart swelled in my chest. She was a vision of beauty and so much more than I deserved to be around, even as just a friend.
"I'd love to, but that sure sounds like a date. Friends don't date." I chuckled at the look she gave me.
"I said snowboarding, dinner, and a movie, not skinny dipping and an all-night fuck-fest."
I growled low in my chest as my body woke up and lust rolled through me. "Watch it."
"What?" She gave me an innocent look and I thought to threaten her with a spanking, but kept it to myself. Just the vision of spanking her caused my mind to wander down one dark alley after another. By the time we arrived at the coffee shop, I was having trouble breathing.
"You okay?" Chloe reached over and touched my arm.
"Yeah. Just getting a cold, I think. Ignore me." I got out of the truck and pulled my scarf off. It was freezing outside, but I was burning up.
She walked around the truck and lifted her hand to press the back of her fingers against my head. "You're sweating, Finn. I think you have a fever for real. We don't have to hang out today. Seriously."
Telling her that I thought I was having withdrawals from sex would sound insanely creepy, so that wasn't happening. I pulled her hand down and intertwined mine with hers.
"It's nothing. Just hot for you."
She chuckled. "Friends don't get hot for each other."
"Tell that to my fever." I walked to the coffee shop and held the door open for her.
She moved past me, and I breathed in subtly, wanting to smell the scent that was uniquely hers. Remaining friends was going to be an exercise in restraint. As long as we weren't alone, snuggled up, and watching a movie – like she wanted to do tomorrow night – we'd be fine.
I rolled my eyes and moved up to the counter, letting out a long breath and glancing up at the menu.
"Finn Warner. How are you?" A cute blonde moved up beside me and wrapped her arm around my back, giving me an awkward hug from the side.
"Good, girl. How about you?" I smiled at her and tugged from her hold. The last time an ex-lover approached, Chloe was long gone by the time I could get free.
"I'm great. You were supposed to call me. " She giggled and pawed at my chest.
I tugged Chloe up beside me and wrapped an arm around her shoulders. "I'm so rude. This is my fiancée, Chloe. She's from California."
She stiffened in my hold, but extended her hand and introduced herself. I chuckled as the other girl rolled her eyes and walked out of the coffee shop.
"Does this happen a lot to you?" Chloe looked up at me and I realized she was still tucked under my arm. I wanted to kiss her so bad it hurt.
"More than I care to discuss." I released her and looked up at the menu. "Black coffee for me and whatever my girl's having."
I moved to the pickup counter, letting her order as I fingered through the chocolate bars, trying to decide if something sweet was in order for so early in the morning.
She moved up beside me and bumped her shoulder against mine. "I'm not your girl, Finn. Stop telling people that."
"Why? You on the market?" I lifted an eyebrow and pushed back against her shoulder.
"No. I'm just looking for a friend, remember?"