"You don't want any of these treats, Chloe?"
"Nope." I licked my lips and glanced
at Finn. "I already had mine."
Chapter 28
Finn
I watched Chloe go, and wondered why the fuck I'd agreed to Brian coming over. He had been with me the last day at the hospital, and now instead of making love to my woman, I was hanging out with the guy I used to egg houses with.
"Hey, what was that all about?" Brian picked up the bag Chloe brought over and dropped down in the chair next to the couch.
"She just came over to give me those goodies and make sure I was all settled in."
"If you want her to stay, I can totally go, Finn." Brian pulled out a cookie, inspected it and ate it in three bites.
"No, we're spending all day tomorrow together, I think." I nodded toward the cookie. "That any good? Can she bake?"
"Delicious," he groaned and pulled out another.
"Give me one." I sat up and reached for it, laughing as he clamped his hands down on the bag.
"I mean, tastes like shit. You don't want this. I'll take one for the team and eat them all for us." He bit into another cookie.
"Give me the bag, you ass."
He tossed it to me and I dug through it, pulling out a few candies and three cookies.
"How are you feeling? You still wanting to go into town tonight?" He licked at his fingers.
"I'm alright. A little tired, but I'll live." I bit into a cookie, surprised at just how good it was. Not only was she gorgeous, willing to give me a blow-job to make me feel better, and wicked smart, but the girl could bake a mean cookie. "I'm asking her to marry me."
Brian laughed and stood. "Alright. Let's get this show on the road. It's getting dark, and you know I hate how bad people drive around here."
"It's the tourists. All these people flocking in from out of town for the holidays." I reached for his hand and he helped to pull me up.
"Oh, I know who it is. I still hate it regardless." He snagged one more cookie and walked to the door. "You want to grab something to eat, too?"
"Sounds good. Get my thick jacket out of that hallway closet and my red hat, please?"
"Aye, aye, Captain." Brian got the items and helped me dress, making me feel like a child again.
We got in the truck, which took forever thanks to my gimp-ass almost falling five times. I buckled up and leaned back, grateful that Brian was comfortable enough around me to listen to tunes and let me have a moment.
The image of Chloe with her pretty pink lips around my cock raced through my mind and I steeled my resolve. I didn't need to relive her pleasuring me with Brian in the seat next to me. It wasn't good for anyone's comfort level.
"Burgers sound good?" I asked, turning my head to see what his reaction would be.
"Yeah. What are we looking for, anyway?"
"I want to get Chloe a necklace, Milly some new mittens, and Dad a new jacket. The mall might be our best bet."
"It's Friday night before Christmas. You realize it's going to be a fucking madhouse, right?"
"Yeah. It's all good. We'll be quick about it and get back to the house for some TV."
"Quick about it? With you trying to carry your big ass around on those toothpicks?" He huffed. "This should be good."